.My Bite is worse than my Bark so don't betray me and mine.
Heart of a wolf body of a little puppy.This RPer took the Roleplay Anti-Hate Pledge
There’s a conversation in my head and it starts like this:
‘Do you think he’ll ever be good enough for anyone?”
‘ I don’t know, what is he good for at all really?”
‘ Surely he has too much self doubt otherwise he would not have even asked such a question, nor would he even have pondered it.’
I sigh outside of my mind.
I speak outloud when I should have kept it all in.’ who are you all to judge when I am trying to better myself for myself, ?I do not need your personal input on it.’
Silence over takes my head I listen and then ask others if they have said anything.
There is nothing., not even a small sound.
I see people passing by giving looks like I am to become mad.
‘No I am not becoming mad.’ I tell myself.
‘ How can I be when I have already been there all along?” A really smug and gleeful grin pulls at my lips curved then into a most intresting smile, not sinister though the intent feels like it.
No. I am mad and gay that is all as I resume walking now, taking longer strides in each step head held a bit higher than before, that is until self doubt consumes that feeling, then I feel the slow strides threatening to come back, my head will lower, my lips fall from that wonderful expression I had not too long ago.
Such as life and is the inner works of one that feels the best and worst all at once, and knows not what to do with their self.