Succumbing to lust
Since twitter can only hold 140 letters, figured I'll just rant it out here. But hey, not like anyone is reading this shit.
And I just wanna start off first is.. Fuck you bitch.
I wanna say I've moved on and I really did. I wanna say I can and actually do it. I wanna say I can't and actually not do it. But thing is, I've tried and it didn't work out as planned. I kept giving in to my scum bag brain and that suck.
Tried t run away from the problem and it's like no matter how fast I ran, how good I am at hiding from it, it has it's way to come right after me. The faster I ran, the faster it comes back but only t find out that in the midst of running away, the problems just snow ball-ed into a bigger problem.
Everytime. Fucking everytime.
So right now, I'm just dealing with this same shit over and over again, snow balling bigger and bigger each time.
I've changed but I don't know what I've become to. It just feels like I don't know who I am, sometimes.
It all happened with just a trip. A trip gone wrong. See what it led to right now. A moment of folly.. A lifetime of unhappiness. Not only me but us.
I don't know man. I think I'm taking this too hard. I don't know if everyone reacts t it the way I do or I'm just being the crazy ass girl.
But either ways, what done is done. What's the point of harping on it every single day uh? Yeah man. That's the spirit!
A spilt second for a contradiction, fuck you, E.
A picture of a potato for y'all. Everyone loves potatoes ^^
An abrupt stop.
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