Terasa.

1:10 AM



Oh sure, call me whatever you want. I’m wild, crazy, lying, insecure … whatever. I know what I stand for. I know who I am. I know what I’m capable of. I know my limits and I know how to take care of myself. If I slip up along the way, it’s my fault. I get it. No one needs to roll their eyes at me. If someone wants to talk smack about me, go right ahead. I bring it upon myself anyway for trying to let people see that I’m not just another face in this fucked up world.

I know my own dignity and how to look after it. It’s not a problem for me anymore. I’m growing up. I’ll deal with it. I’ll be myself and I’ll love myself for it. I’ll listen, learn and move with the flow. I’ll be OK. No one needs to worry about me.

I'm fucking insane for being shitfaced. I'm so in the mood to give up and throw my hands in the air and just say "white flag" to life. I'm done with it. I can't get anywhere or do anything right. It's messing with my head/judgment and ... yeah. Just, messed up.

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