i’m so f****** sick and tired of hating who i am, of burying myself under the weight of my existence, of clouds blocking my sight of a sun that’s always there, of giving up before i started. can i pick myself up and get out of the quicksand? break the cycle of self-hate? let go of my past mistakes? i’m waiting for the day when the sun will break through these massive clouds. until that day i’ll spend my nights running with my ghosts