the fiery depths of hell raged in the pit of my stomach, crawled its way past my throat and left me choking. i was choking and gasping for air, i was choking on my tears. the tears that you created.
you made a fucking mess of me. but i was your mess, i was your beautiful fucking mess. but i still wouldn't change this for anything. i wouldn't change this feeling of emptiness and self loathing i feel. i wouldn't change the feeling of fire that i get in my stomach, that makes its way past my heart and into my throat. i wouldn't change that indescribable, yet fucking horrible feeling that i get in my heart. i wouldn't change anything. i wouldn't change it because you happened. you made me realize so many things and how fucking amazing life can be. you made the devil and god rage inside me. you made me feel something that i never even thought was possible. you made me feel truly alive and for that, i am forever in debt to you.
