Ruined Inspiration...
My childhood has been so insecure that it has left me incomplete.I never felt the love without wrath and hate without passion.Hate demands extremity.Love demands hate.And everything ends with rage.
I am feeling intense anger.This offence is for my incompleteness.This is for my that part which never was fully nourished.My Brain.My Heart.My Senses.The Me.The Incomplete Me.
I never accept myself.I never did find myself contended with the things.I am just a worthless girl walking on earth in need to die.I am fed up of living in this chaos.I write depression,I swallow depression,I say things insane,I am an utterly depressed person.Kill me for this!
And the worst thing is that your whole inspiration has been ruined.Incomplete post.lol
I am feeling intense anger.This offence is for my incompleteness.This is for my that part which never was fully nourished.My Brain.My Heart.My Senses.The Me.The Incomplete Me.
I never accept myself.I never did find myself contended with the things.I am just a worthless girl walking on earth in need to die.I am fed up of living in this chaos.I write depression,I swallow depression,I say things insane,I am an utterly depressed person.Kill me for this!
And the worst thing is that your whole inspiration has been ruined.Incomplete post.lol
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guide me with your wise thoughts:)