Kiss Me
I am worthless. I slack off my whole way though obligations awaiting only the next opportunity to load my body up with poison and drown out the reality of my life. I hurt everyone. I hurt myself. I have no self control. I'm ugly. This is all that I stand for. I am without morals. Worthless. I thought that i had a perfect idea of what loneliness was and then there was someone that i could be with.... then there was something that i didn't have and i had tasted it. I know what i am missing now. I know what loneliness is. I hate pity. Not seem that way? This is all what i have come to terms with.