Once, a very long time ago, there was a girl.
She was Lucifer, the most beautiful fallen angel.
She lied to me.
Spat on me.
Sneered in my face.
But here I was with my butterfly net trying to catch her light.
I hated my self. Why was I so fucking scared?
So in the dead of night I went and killed that me.
Then I shed her light like an old snake skin and watched it burn in a dumpster fire.
Because she didn't deserve that kind of worship.
She never deserved my tears.
I refuse to wear her baggage.