Vulnerability at the heart of my insecurities.
Barriers beg to be broken.
Hurt...
And still hurting.
Wounds covered in dirt.
Going where?
I don't know...
You,
You,
You.
FUCK...
YOU!
Me is dying.
I'm almost dead.
No use in crying.
There is an animal inside me dying to be fed.
I'm weak...
Full of hate.
And in desperate want of love.
Love the one thing i know i'm not above.
I'm terrified of you.
You scare me to death.
I despise you for making me feel.
You,
You.
Fuck you.
About Me
- Sagnacious Deeds
- -I like people, i like things but most of all i like boats because they go places. -Sagal means sun showers. Or summer rain as i like to think of it. "Do you know what a summer rain is? To start with, pure beauty striking the summer sky, awe filled respect absconding with your heart, a feeling of insignificance at the very heart of the sublime, so fragile and swollen with the majesty of things, trapped, ravished, amazed by the bounty of the world." - The Elegance of the Hedgehog (Muriel Barbery)
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