What am I hiding for?
I am filled with so much anger.
It's not very well contained any more. Not at work, not with him, not with them. The facades I built to mend walls, hide faces, keep secrets.. are slowly beginning to crumble. I am showing through. I can't tell you how many people have seen what lies beneath. A couple, a few. I am more covered than you think you know.
But it's all falling to pieces.
Because I am filled with no much jealousyragecontemptfeararroganceselfloathing
I think I'm going to be sick. I think I'm going to do an awful thing or two.
I think I need to vent on paper before it comes out on someone's face.
air.