Another night on the street

Made twenty dollars then blacked out and woke up in a dumpster area the only thing keeping me from freezing.....her sweatshirt.....my eyes still hurt from crying and waking up cuddling my backpack wasn't exactly the best way to start my day but I diegress I can only hope tonight goes better....because my body can't handle much more of this

I want

To destroy myself, to paint with my blood as the life slips from me, to just die, to sece existing, to know eternal peice 

The colors I wear

Of all the colors I wear jealousy is the ugliest and so I've been attempting to wash away that color from my skin but jealousy does stain so very deep. As for the other colors the depression has the biggest grip on me it coddles me in the darkest if times reminding me of my doomed "timeline" of the fate I will never escape

The choice....

Is wether or not I let the flood gates open and feel everything I've shit out for years or do I just continue on.... If the past is any indicator the latter of the two is my future 

What am I......

Beast, human, mistake, in short a flaw in the system. With each passing day it only becomes more prevelant that my days are surely numbered

The way we fall apart

I know I need to let go and not get jealous when you talk to other people but I can't help it because at the end of the day I'm still trying to somehow earn you back...it just I'm a horrible person