I think, sometimes, that I often bring up concepts ones of which change often, frequently. Scattered and off the wall, making no sense to myself and I force change, organization. I hate myself. I truly do. So twistedly explicit and vulgar that I cause harm and pain to myself and others. A hypocrite to itself that is easily distracted and strayed and altered. Forcing never works it causes trauma and destruction, and change can be it's partner in crime, just something else that I feel is not in my grasp. Even now I can not, as hard as I am trying to put everything down and not think about it. Screw it.
iElectronica · Sun Nov 25, 2012 @ 07:18am · 0 Comments |