Unsafe

My blog isn't safe from him.
My room isn't.
My brain is, but I can't keep the feelings jammed in there forever.

Fuck you, cunt. You ruin my life.

Your principles are skewed, opinions are unintelligent. You don't understand life.

Stop trying, you've already failed. I'm a shithead, an racist, an intellectual, cocky and an alcoholic. You depress me.

I'm not okay, I don't want to talk about it with you. I know who I want to talk to, if it's not you, ignore and move on. Fucking hell I'm fucked.