two fucking months of this shiiiiiiiiit
three months of Running
four months since things just went to hell
and five since I started this stupid thing
And all I can do is keep "moving on"?
Towards somewhere, someone, or something I don't even know exists?
Fuck this shit
Fuck everything
Fuck that Thing ruining my life out of nowhere
Fuck not having a home to go back to
Fuck all the lies
And happy fucking birthday to me.
