Anonymous asked: Are you okay?
No, I’m not. That’s why things are the way they are.
I’m giving my fucked up little life to you, now. Work wonders.
Anonymous asked: You're one ugly son of a bitch.
… Ouch.
Anonymous asked: I hope you find the strength you need to do what's best for whatever it is you're going through
I’m pretty sure I have a good idea of “what’s best”.. So, thank you. Maybe this time I’ll be able to see things through.
I wish God would just take my life for me. That way I don’t get blamed for more than I already am.
Fuck you. You’re selfish and I can’t keep doing this. I’m not perfect, you’ve got to understand that. So quit it with these bullshit standards and let me be the fucked up, worthless piece of shit that I am, because it’s all that I know how to do.
a chance to play God.
Mountain