Why are you waiting around? Why am I waiting around? I’m only angry because I see blurred reflections in you.
Just don’t ever point to hysteria and expect me to swallow. You don’t go reducing human beings to words. Not me and not my sisters. I will chase hegemony out of you.
Sometimes standing on the sidelines hurts so much that all I want is to lash out and tear and kill. I have so many tendencies. Some violent. Some perverse. But in the quiet moments of cooling down I reflect on these disgusting thoughts and the only one I actually want to kill is myself.
listen to me
your heart is still beating
you still have air in your lungs
and you still have a shot
do not give up