Yes bitch I go day by day. Fuck you for saying I can't but I will. The color of my pain I think it's red and blue and green and black. Why is it so colorful make it stop these delusions and illusions are all what someone thinks we want but since when have I ever been someone easy to please? You hear my yelling my frustration my kicks the slurs in my voice the shrill in every question. Did I want that pain ? Are you happy just observing what you've done did I really deserve it? To have the fucking outcome of art is all what this is for to create well I refuse to give back to you in that sense you don't deserve to see a thing you didn't help . The struggle was real. The pain was real and it still lingers it's still there and you know that by saying ridiculous things like listen to me things will get better and this and that is within itself an illusion.I don't need a thing to be perfect.
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Kurgu OlmayanI haven't rough drafted this, or even thought anything through . This is my fucking story. My thoughts, yeah it's dark, I don't care, and I don't even care if anyone reads it.
