I speak energy... your soul tells me a story before you even look at me.
I’m a cry beast. I take on the pain of others to open wounds to feel heal, seal and gain insight. Let it stir up my insides, cry about it, start a fight.
My tolerance is worn out by ignorance but I know anything that Erks me is apart on me. A reflection of a person I used to be.. a world so twisted people just want to use you then loose you.