YES, I am a masochist. BUT No, I did not ask for this. And no, I'm not an activist. yes I am still pissed at the fact that you missed all the blyte that I hid. And before I did, I told you over, and over again. It's like you really wanted me dead. I wonder what was going on in your head. This feels like it's infinity, getting past what they did to me, while I'm practicing serenity. Rooted deep in me is a seed. I need to empty my greed. Some day I hope to be free. BUT THIS LUST IS TRAPPED IN SIDE OF ME. EVERYDAY I FAKE AND TRY TO BE...WHAT I WAS BEFORE...But that's not me, all I wanted was to see you bleed. And now, I don't give a fuck, cuz I'm happy.
