Fear.
You son of a bitch.
It’s hard to let walls down. It’s hard to be vulnerable.
I’ve done bad things because of it.
I’m not always rational.
Like when I pulled a knife on my ex at the dinner table.
Honestly, all I’m trying to say is, I’m not perfect.
I’m scared.
But that isn’t going to stop me.
Just like it didn’t stop me from stabbing that mother fucker.
I’ll show you
Fear.
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