These violent delights have violent ends.
Tired of putting my feelings out there tired of putting what I need out there when it doesn’t amount to anything. I may as well be screaming it to an empty room, that’s how much what I need matters. Tired of this fucking sick twisted cycle of people in my life who just don’t care about what I need. About what I want about how I feel.
Why do I keep doing this to myself?
Why do I keep letting others do it to me?
What do I do?