yet another depressing musing♥ ᵍ๏вℓ𝓲ℕ ♥
Have you ever heard the term “go out with a bang?”
More times than I can count.
How do you depict it?
Those people that tell me to go out with a bang..want me to change.
They tell me to stop slouching, to start speaking up, to quit being the way I am. Why don’t they understand that they can’t change me?
They can’t fix my slouch, or my addictions, or my fears, nothing.
I almost..like how I am. It lets me slink into the dark, unnoticed...but yet why do I hate being alone? I’ve never liked people, but how come I have seperation anxiety and paranoia? How come I’m clingy and I can never seem to take a hint that people want to be left alone?
I’ve been trying new things to distract myself from my disgusting, unnatural flaws. I wouldn’t say many of them are good, but they’re better than nothing. ..Right?
I only have a few things worth sticking around for.
But when they’re gone?
...I’ll go out with a bang.
Author Notes: ...sorry. been more depressed than usual, so instead of talking to a professional, i decided to write a sad and pitiful vent. don’t be like me, kiddos.
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