a storm of terrible ugly things linger over me. i know that is going to come. if i am too still. to careful. it gets closer everyday. its waiting for me. I know it. i see its big ugly teeth and its black eyes. they stare at me. put a hole right through me. wait for me to let down my guard to devour me. i won't let it though. i am a strong bitch. hard as a shell. cold as the snow. nothing penetrates this heart anymore. fuck that storm. go fuck yourself.
i look at the things around me and wonder if there is something i am missing. something vital link to get me through the week, the day, even the hour.
sheesh, fuck my random thoughts huh.
I look in the mirror and see hate. it grows and grows. it gets bigger and bigger. out of control, uncontanable. I think I like it. No, i think i love it. it reproduces and breeds ugly fucking beedy eyed fuckers. they crawl all over my skin. i like it. No i love it. its everywhere and everything i know. i become those things. with the dark eyes. with the ugly skin. with the weird smell and the stupid grin. i like them. no, i love them.