Blood Lust

I have been completely unable to maintain any semblance of relationship on any level. I have been a bastard to the people who have actively attempted to deliver me from peril. I have been acutely undeserving of the ear that listen up and lip that kissed me on the temple. I have been accustomed to a stubborn disposition that admits it wish it’s history disassembled. I have been a hypocrite in sermonizing tolerance while skimming for a ministry to pretzel. I have been unfairly resentful of those I wish that acted different when the bidding was essential. I have been a terrible communicator prone to isolation over sympathy for devils. I have been my own worst enemy since the very genesis of rebels.