Days About Me

the good to bad

Everyone says good job.
Instead I hear...awful piece of 💩.

I can't stop hearing him, seeing him, think like him, see things he wants to do. I can't stop him. I want to but he's in me, with me, here with me.

I lie because he tells me its ok.

I hurt things because he think its fun.

I ruin things because he loves it.

There's 4 of me.

Hero...

Chasey...

Dark...

And gamer kh...

Im broken. Not by my friends, gf, and family.

I can't be fixed.  Because my ex and Dark shattered me.

me and Tc are forever. She's my cupycake. Unlike that one eye pink mustache freak!

Its great to have a real girlfriend bedside yours are scrape metals. 

I hear that every day, every hour, every minute.

"Snivy should burn in pits of fire in hell full of whales/dogs with cokes/and chandelure, wired falls into a bottomless pit, sept killed with our knife, prince killed/skinned alive. "

I Can't control him. I dream that!

Killing everyone.  My younger brother, my girlfriend, my best friend, my game friend, even my wattpad friend. And I enjoyed it.

Im a freak, a monster, a killer.