Man, it’s weird to hate someone so much, but ultimately, to understand their existence.
It’s not an existence I would choose.
Not a path.
It seems void of contemplation or any thought deeper than the surface.
But I don’t want him to die. I don’t want his family to die. I don’t need for bad things to happen to him.
I just need him to leave me alone.
And to understand that some people like being that way.
To understand that personalities like his drain the absolute f*** out of some humans.
And that’s fine, that’s how it goes and that’s how you’re supposed to deal.
Live and let live, mother f*****.
Super simple.
Such a simple thing.
Then everyone had to go and open they mouth with a mother f****** opinion.
I put personal stuff on paper, that’s where I like it, I don’t like it inside your head. I don’t like it in your mouth.
I like it on paper.
Merely an outlet.
And it’s only a fraction.
dawn 