8 December 2012
Sick of being told I have a lesser worth than that of the person standing next me. Anna you're so fucking worthless. You aren't going anywhere with your life. I don't think people understand me when I say I'm exhausted. My arms and legs wilt to the ground when I walk like a tree that had been cut and dragged through the forest. My roots are no longer embedded in this life. I'm just a dead tree waiting for someone to use me. To make me into something better.
Hollow Trunks. • Opuss № I