Here’s was a rough one,
I only ever used my strength to protect myself and those around me, in my own circle.
There were people who had it much much much worse than we did, and I never drop kicked anyone for them. And I knew how.
That is unacceptable.
All that Christian hocus-pocus about loving each other, and I didn’t mess up anyone who deserved it for anyone else.
Oh, that hurts.
No, because that is what is supposed to happen.
Oh!
I might be a terrible. Oh.
Maybe always.
FUCK.
There is one person from my class that if I saw someone bullying Him now, I would rip off their fucking head for what he went through at that High School.
Doesn’t matter now, though.
Of course, I tried to amend it, we loved the same old lady, and I owed HER BETTER TOO. I tried when it landed the first time when I finally got out, and shit started hitting me.
Be nice.
And be GOOD.
Chantarctica 