“.. I ain’t with you.”
I won’t ever be okay, will I? I can’t ever go back. Can I? No.
It’s been so, so long. I will never get better, I will never stop loathing my very existence. I will never stop puking. I will never stop feeling permanently hunched over. I will never stop cutting. I will never stop drinking every day. I will never be fucking human.
It’s not pain, this thing inside me. It’s evil. I am pure evil. I’m not necessarily a bad person, I’m too worthless to have that sort of impact on the world. To me, that is evil. Being in this […]