Life is full of contradictions but you don't know anger till you realize you're the biggest one.
I crave intimacy but cringe from affection Want to be social but hate the forced conversation Love myself but am crippled by my self-loathing.
Casual *** seems so intriguing till the next day; you wake up in the morning questioning your intelligence. One night stands don't fill holes, they simply drown your inner thoughts, especially when hard liquor and a burning nose accompany you.
People are full of deceit, easily fake their compassion. Their disinterest masked by a happy smile. Two minutes later they could be smirking about you with a true friend; judging every **** word you said.
Examining every inch of your body only ends in pity There's too many flaws on me for love to ever manifest. I want to improve but don't have the ambition.