leave.

i might be a monster, but that doesnt mean i kill and hurt for no reason now, i do have a temper, but why would i waste good anger on someone who doesnt need it as much as the last asshole who stepped in my way, looked up at me and called me small. i might be a monster, but i am calm, and collected, i am always thinking. my silence is not always anger, though sometimes it is do not forget all that you have learned because you want me to be this i am not always snapping jaws. i am not always sharp claws. i am not always bright eyes. i am not always loud roars. i am dangerous, but that does not mean that every thing placed before me will be devoured whole.

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There are some days when I just don’t want to fight anymore. Days where I want to give up and let go. But then I remember who’s standing behind me. Gotta keep smiling. Gotta keep pretending. Because If I don’t, no one else will.