i woke up in the morning feeling like a wraith that just crawled out of hell. the remains of an acidic digestion, loathsome and shriveled up. i hated myself.
but then, i put on my i-don't-give-a-fuck mask and walked out the door.
people tell me i'm scary sometimes. what they don't realize is that i hide my self-loathing under the spikes and barbed wire.
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