Random Scribbles
I’m not always the best person I should be, but some words floating around today have helped me to realize I’m not a total waste either. I respond and react in ways that are uniquely my own. Granted, not always the best ways, but I’m human and am prone to making mistakes.
*platitude deleted*
I’ve tried to be perfect for a very long time. And, naturally, I’ve failed. But believe me, no one can make me feel worse about it than I make myself feel. You can try, but it won’t work, because I’m pretty sure I’ve already beaten the crap out of myself enough for all parties involved.
I’m done with trying to be perfect. I never expected anyone else to be, just myself, contrary to what some people may think. I’ve been dogging the hell out of myself for the last week, and I’m pretty much done with that too.
Yeah, I think I’m done.
With all of it.
Self destruction will continue as scheduled. Phase one complete. Phase two complete. Phase three initialized.
Peace, bitches.