If you still read my words... I've labeled these past two years as emotionally chaotic and bountiful in mistakes. Although the majority of these situations overflowed with beneficial life lessons, there's one painful regret that I can't let go of. I regret that in my fucked up attempts to cope with my own traumas, I … Continue reading MJL


Now you lay here alone. Aged by bad habits fueled by your lack of self worth... Stripped of your youth with those gaunt cheeks and sunken eyes... Stunningly jaundice and contently reeking of your own filth. Yet you regret nothing... And still disapprove of everyone and everything life ever offered you.