“Vent”

TW! Venting, mentions of vomiting, swearing
Honestly, I feel like a little blob of nothing because of old past actions I’ve done, I regret them so deeply and I know I can’t go back in time to fix them, I hate the fact no matter how hard I try to forget I still get the same haunting image of the stupid piece of garage I use to be. It can just be very frustrating understanding how much I’ve done, been through, and even did for a coping mechanism makes me sick to my stomach and want to hurl until I literally pass out
Though that’s a minor thought, only a minor one, of how much of a sick individual I once was.