Don't trap yourself!!!

By Itgirl Overload
I've let it be known through my writing that I love trap doors and I see nothing wrong with them. I love playing dangerous and shallow games, that could potentially bend me out of shape, because I was never meant to be solid -when I've been solid all my life. I was a loyal fetus. I was a loyal eigth grader, and let's just say that I was a loyal friend within the friend group. I was who others could count on, and maybe that's why I was always the plus one to something even more deadlier. I was sinister but it was an obvious kind of bad luck. I played in small corners all while unaliving anything remotely comforting. Why might you ask? Well here it goes... I was begining to love my ending. I was making love with trapping who I truly was. I was and still am both a healer and a trouble maker. I cause trouble all while healing others when I choose to be myself. I always die a little but still manage to go under the radar when I hide all of my skins to please a sinful and thirsty crowd.
I started to come alive when I began to show my layers, but I also realized that I was quickly becoming a target. While I was coming back to myself, back home I was meeting people who hated themselves. I wanted to shove myself into those trap doors I previously talked about. I wanted to do to myself what they were also wanting to do to me. I was breeding something more dishonest than shame and a guilty consciousness. I was stealing my own power and trading it in for something worthless. I think you and I were sent here to do something great, but do you know what will happen if you or even I gamble with other people's chips? You get what they were supposed to get.
GO TO THE CASINO ALONE AND LEAVE WITH ENOUGH MONEY FOR TWO, YOU AND YOUR BAINFFUL SOUL!!!! Be harmful if need be. Do whatever it takes to step into your full potential. xoxo ItGirl xoxo I guess I'll see you tomorrow with another deadly message, because if looks could kill I wouldn't want to be anyone but me.

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