Once upon a time, my demons used to consume me. They taunted me, tortured me and told me I’m worthless.
But now, I’m stronger. Stronger than ever before and I spit in their faces because they are worthless.
I’m going to achieve my goal, outwit them and overcome them and conquer them in my fist to show that I AM GOING TO SUCCEED.
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this is dedicated to my dear friend pesto. you're perfect and i love you <3
YOU ARE READING
Out of Sight, Out of Mind.
Puisiconsists of random pieces of poetry, unfinished one-shots, ideas, and my thoughts that don't make sense (beware; use of lower case letters) Short Story #172 Cover by: @inserene_ [ © billie rose two-thousand-&-thirteen ]
