I hate you

You’re an artist And thus, I automatically hate you We repel each other I hate your standard of beauty I hate mine We created this falsehood And we can never escape it You’re fake, feeble, vacant, mediocre, arrogant, callous, pathetic and vile I love you

Surely dying

I’m sitting here on the empty Jacuzzi staring at the ceiling with water droplets spritzing near my face, as I try to feel fulfilled. In my room, I spray all types of scents to calm my senses but it just numbs me down. I have every material thing that I want and I make a […]