Tricky Tuesdays~ what you said made perfect sense!!!!
Even though the trick is the same, and as corrupt as ever, the confusion is always a notch harder to swallow. The pain is always a bit rougher, and the headache seemingly feels more like a threat than a knowingly attack. It hurts. Trust me I know it. I know it so well, and I wish I didn't. But maybe I need this to somehow feel for others. Hell, I know I'm capable of feeling others and their shackles, their bruises. I can keep up, people closes to me have made that so. For a second there I was starting to act how toxic people would love for their victims to act. And for a while, a long while might I add, I actually thought I was the problem. I thought I was argumentative. Combative. Unable to see others perspective except my own. But of course it was all projected onto me with unprecious intents. I wanted a brand deal, but I didn't mean a tricky contract written and signed by the devil. I was always a sad person. What I liked was sad, it was diffcult to other