You’re the reason your mom is an addict
That wasn’t ****, you secretly like it
Your dad didn’t hug you goodbye on his death bed for a reason
You’re a ****** mother, you’re destroying your children
You can’t even keep your house clean, you’re no better than your step mom
You like it rough because you need to feel abused, ******* freak
You don’t know what normal is, you will never be normal
None of this is even real, you’re insane
You will never succeed at anything
You are a burden to everyone you know
You might as well end it now and spare everyone......

Nothing will **** you faster than your own thoughts.

It’s the same old script,
While I have One foot towards the future, and one in the crypt,
“Your unhappiness is all in your head”,
And that’s precisely why I’d rather be dead,
Silencing my thoughts seems impossible,
Overcoming seems improbable,
But I am a warrior, as fierce as they come,
And I will not stop growing until I have won.

There is a chaotic beauty in the way her confidence radiates out of her
A calm kindness in every touch
Passion lights up her eyes
While a fire burns in her soul

She is as wild as a crisp fall storm
Yet as peaceful as a lake on a calm summers day
With a cool candor that can either cut you like a glacial winters wind
or deliver an alluring comfort similar to spring blossoms