i must have come a long way.
my anger issues would have had me going in.
( x see why here )
i’m all zen and shit.
…the fuck did that happened?
i have learned something about me…
i have been called every name in the book.
shit like that doesn’t hurt me.
you can drag my fur follicles off and i won’t feel any pain.
what hurts me is me.
*taps chest* this guy…
my inner animal is the only thing that can hurt my feelings.
break me down and make me cry.
i expect a lot from myself.
i know who i am.
i know that i’m a fuckin’ hoot.
i’m a good gatdamn animal gatdammit.
someone cussin’ me out only effects them.
i don’t get mad over shit like that.
how can i?
i like a straight wolf with quotations.
i might even love him.
that’s my problem.
one that i have to figure out.
i’m on that journey and it’s helping other animals out there.
sounds like a win/kinda loss/kinda win/win kinda loss.
when you accept you’re not perfect,
and you know all your flaws,
then you become invisible.
people can say/do what they want to you.
your answer to them will be:
“is that the best you got?
you throw like a bitch.”when you been broke,
left for dead,
and lost all the people you ever loved…
your feelings shouldn’t get hurt that easily.
you might even scare yourself how far you’ve come.
i know i am.
lowkey: i’m starting to think i’m a powerful little fox.
i need get my inner animal up to speed.