Loved.

I’m a firm believer that I don’t deserve to be loved.

If ever I was loved, it would be by accident and the universe will take it away as quickly as possible.

Or destroy it slowly in an unforgiving inhumanely torturing proces, to make it fiercely known that it doesn’t belong to me.

I don’t deserve to be…
Loved.

Killed.

killed

“Leave me alone with a pen
and you’ll find yourself killed
at the end of the page.”

– Truth Beyond Mystery

Weakness

I don’t have time for weakness.

Every time you ask, demand, force me to be “patient”,
you’re asking me to be weak.

Every time you ask, demand, force me to give you time & space,
you’re asking me to be WEAK.

I will never sacrifice my strength for you again. If you can’t handle how I am, then you are the weakness I need to overcome.