Few things make me bleed like wrought iron.

I pride myself on being a walking contradiction. I embody the antithesis of the values I espouse. My peace lies in complications. I grasp...

I'm sure the sores do not suit aesthetics, but at present they comprise part of me, and that's not something I'm so eager to hate, nor...

Existing is easy, living is hard. Harder yet is choosing to exit.

I feel the crushing weight of responsibility, the dread of consistent failure, and the overall ineptitude to turn it all around, to...