Entitled: Rage.

Rage, what a word, saved exclusively for emergencies. You keep all your rage in an airtight box when your parents are gone and the house is silent you sneak it out and hold it in your hand. Maybe you take it out and load it feel what it feels like to have power, you take … Continue reading Entitled: Rage.

Entitled: Self Acceptance.

Fuck your self-acceptance, I can eat it all I want. I can speak nicely to myself but it won't erase what I've done. it won't erase the fact I'm a lying junkie. it won't erase all the people I've burned trying to find my footing. I am a bad person, I can be a good … Continue reading Entitled: Self Acceptance.