If you’re here to judge me, you’ve come to the wrong blog. Because you’ll leave my blog feeling everything that I’ve felt…. And that’s pretty shitty… If you mix that with judgements… Well, I guess you’ll be drunk in love.
I’m the best drug you’ve ever had. Let me live or let me die… Either way, don’t keep suffocating me then performing CPR on my corpse to bring me back to life.
Cruel… So cruel.. But I’m use it. I’m cruel to myself. I’m overly judge mental towards myself. I talk myself out of success. I’m my own worst enemy..
So whatever… Judge me… But while you’re at it, pray for my soul cause my flesh is so worn out, dingy and old.