As long as I tell the truth I feel that nobody can touch me.
Break from self rejection, try some introspection.
I'm constantly around people that talk a lot but say nothing. A sad case.
I consider any gun that can chamber a round and send a projectile down its barrel at a high rate of speed into my body - causing me injury or death - to be an assault weapon.
Keep your blood clean, your body lean, and your mind sharp.
Is it a shame that I canโt accept love? Am I too burned out to move towards what will keep me alive or too smart to get pulled into someone elseโs world?