Still alive amidst purple, and pink valley skies. Staying safely tucked inside during the crazy times. Just peeked for a view to pay a bill too... Hope we all make it through to the other end of dystopian bliss. π€ My black heart sends everyone a π kiss.
I feel like if I was Marilyn Manson this last 5 years compiled into song form should make me produce a hit album for sure if anything is even still balanced in the universe.
Honestly. I feel so fucked. When you pour yourself into someone only to be rejected again, and again... It eventually makes you wonder. What's wrong with me? Why am I not enough?
Broken. Up. Broken. Beaten. Used up. Saddd. Hurt. Angry. He used me all the way up and then threw me away like trash. Not a tear he wept. It was never true love.
Men:
-take out trash
-laugh at some of my jokes
-empathy & oral sex skills cost extra
-drain your essence until you are a withered empty husk
Drones:
-run errands without expecting a blowjob
-take out trash
-faster shipping
-never say βyou sound like your motherβ