Confessions of a Tiny Brain
I can't avoid the inedible, that's understood, but why do I help push the cart up the hill? Self destruction is such a self loathing thing to do.
Insanity boiled my blood and I felt the most repulsive sensation creep through my body. Begging the unspoken gods for numbness was of course futile. Powerless to cope but too lazy to try anyway. Sometimes, reality just moves too quick for me.
...and I just can't stop torturing myself and the ones I love. I don't feel like a nice person. I try really hard but like peeling the onion to the core you will be left in tears.
Just. Tear. My. Heart. Out. Completely, Please.
Insanity boiled my blood and I felt the most repulsive sensation creep through my body. Begging the unspoken gods for numbness was of course futile. Powerless to cope but too lazy to try anyway. Sometimes, reality just moves too quick for me.
...and I just can't stop torturing myself and the ones I love. I don't feel like a nice person. I try really hard but like peeling the onion to the core you will be left in tears.
Just. Tear. My. Heart. Out. Completely, Please.