i cannot sleep with anger.
it fucked my mind. over and over again.
and i cursed. i loathed.
violence is stirring in me.
some fucking woman.
doing shitty stuff.
wishing her mampos la.
i hate the fact that i am angry at her.
i hate the fact that i am being hurtful to her.
i hate that we are fucked with this turbulance.
and i hate the fact that i cannot sleep.
go, say sorry.
fuck. it wont solve a thing.
my being has never been so focused
on hurting her.
only to be so aware that i care so fucking deeply
for her.
how would one handle me.
go fuck myself.
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