Collection of My Mini Works

"what a pitiful reflection"

words cannot describe the amount of damage rage wants to create at this point. you were so stupid thinking this time everything was actually going to work out. this is honestly what you get for stepping out of the comfort zone, and showing the colors you've been concealing thus far for this specific reason. vulnerability is an enemy... but of course you allowed those empty eyes and those painted lips to distract you from the target being placed right under your nose. of course you'd cover your senses in hopes of loveless redemption. it's almost heartbreaking to watch you fall apart after reality came crashing upon the air filled balloon you call a head. just crawl under your rock and disappear again. you've seen for yourself the lack of lives you affect. you've seen for yourself the amount of heads that will not turn, because your presence was never recognized in the first place.

oh stop. dry those forced tears from your swollen cheeks. what a pitiful reflection i own.