fuck you.
within hours, i'm going to show a small part of the world what i'm made of.
within hours, i'm going to let myself bleed in colours of music.
within hours, i'm going to do my best.
instead, i'm unable to breathe.
i'm dizzy. i'm gasping for air.
i'm dying again. i've lost count how many times i have done so.
fuck you for never giving a shit. fuck me for caring.
i won't let you fuck this up for me. not today.
i don't believe in fairy tales anymore. it's just a market to persuade you to buy, buy, buy, until you go broke. just like santa claus. just like the easter bunny. symbols of morals; symbols of bullshit.
