This ground that I walk on is cursed. The souls in this world are... unstable. The creatures of this land is just as damaged as the land itself. Too many opinions exist that distort facts. People love the people they aren't supposed to and hate the people they are supposed to love. I myself am a victim of both. There are so many things that are flying through my head right now. I'm willing to suffer for this breakthrough though. I refuse to be back in that forsaken square one again! Rhombus it is.
People are so damaged. There is something that has happened to everyone that has completely changed their lives to the point where they can't control that rotten seed growing inside of them, whether is was heartbreak or a death. Happy are those who aren't held accountable for their sins. There isn't true happiness here on earth. There is only sprinkles of joy. Those sprinkles are getting more and more skimpy.
Today I stand in the middle gray. Hot and cold feels the same. One addiction is replaced by another just to get by and on to the next. One interest is taken by another attention grabber, snatched by the other and then they all fade to gray. Sharpies and tattoos aren't even permanent. The only thing that is everlasting is love. All the rest shall perish and the truth will once be restored again.
P.S. I MISS MY MOMMY!!!
