There's a part of me that has a hard time believing that the things I've done actually ever happened.
But every now and then,
my past actions come crumbling down on my head like a ton of bricks.
I don't have anyone to blame but myself for these seemingly unwarranted guilt trips.
Self-induced punishment.
Don't be surprised when I end up hating myself for it.
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 4:01 AM UTC
There's a part of me that has a hard time believing that the things I've done actually ever happened.
But every now and then,
my past actions come crumbling down on my head like a ton of bricks.
I don't have anyone to blame but myself for these seemingly unwarranted guilt trips.
Self-induced punishment.
Don't be surprised when I end up hating myself for it.
Have I mentioned that I might be a *********
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