Fix her. Fix her. Fix her. Fix her.
Sex, love, commitment. Fix her.
I'm so tired of this shit, mentally I have no desire to pursue life at this point, I'm only here because you need me. The pain is excruciating at times, yet I carry on like I'm normal. I was hung from a funcking cross ffs. I'm in pain, don't you get it? The longer you draw this out, the more pissed I'm getting. It's not necessary or needed. End their shit right now so I can live and be who I was born to be goddammit. The plan is shit without me, who else are you going to find at this juncture that has been a teacher in his church at 13 and bears all the marks and scars of him? You won't, so I'm begging you, get your shit together so I can be free, I can deal with my pain if it's for a purpose. Keep dragging me around and I won't be here for much longer.