Category : Diary/Journal

Sub Category : N/A

Yes.... i was born screaming the anthems of rape culture loud.praised the god who new me from a distance.like any other infant i was filled with hunger of curiosity.i tired all the world had to offer but the greatest gift it ever fed me was doubt and the sweetness of death her self.for she is mother of all misery. All in all i haven't trully lived because death abundant me now am just the warm skeleton every man wishes they can kin their flash upon to see how far do this holes go. He said"your beauty shall not fade nor loose possession " but you lied because for flash returned to the ground then lost meaning of beauty then the soul found a new home were words were just worthless breath 

I hate your guts that bathed me in your sweetest violance.its not tears that you see in my eyes but its the stream of pain that you've caused me.