I hate that my fucking world reverts back to my 17 birthday and women can’t think how pissed off they are and a glass will crack and that I can be the sexiest women in the room and still fucking fade into oblivion and I can know all and be all and do all and rule all and still see descent in my ranks.

I hate being a fucking adult. I want to go back to the days one no on counted on me and on one depended on me and no one cared what the fuck I did or said.

‘Cause you can have men wait on you hand and foot and you can have them tell you that you are wanted and you can still fell like life isn’t worth any breath you inhale or suck in or what ever other way you want to see it. It’s fucking life, and it sucks. So do what you can to take and not give…. ‘cause trust me giving is over rated some days.
Giving takes.
It takes all that you are.
No one fucking cares.
So what the hell does it matter any way.

I hate me
I hate life
I hate 17
I hate strife
Give me oneness
Give me space
Give me some other place