art

It's angry and angsty and rather crappy. But it's something.

Didn't really help with the aleviating of the anger, or the hurt, but hells, we do what we can, right? I'll be fine. I'm always fine.

Fucked up- Insecure- Neurotic- and Emotional. FINE. 'Least, I think that's how it went. I never really listened, not when I should have.

Fucking hell. I need to go to sleep.