@mindquarry wrong with me—Or, I mean, *one* of the things wrong with me. Tried dealin’ with it, tried to forget it, but I can’t. Only way I can is if I’m drunk, or high, or doin’ someone. Don’t wanna give up those things, just… Wanna deal with that, wanna move on with my life.
@mindquarry Can a sin be like, how do I word this—Something that ain’t true or feelin’ at fault when you couldn’t have done more?
[Uneasy twitching, fingers crossed with one another to idly fidget. A coping mechanism, a way to relieve some of the stress and tension.]
Maybe that’s what
@mindquarry . . . Goddamnit you got a point with that, fuck.
What exactly defines wounds? Is it any sin or those that hold us down? ‘Cause some I could maybe part with, and I keep tryin’ to.