Well…that would be everyday in the life of me! A recent time where anger showed it’s ridiculously horrible self was when my career was falling apart.
Drunk.
Dependant.
Royal fuck up.
Hearing these terms being used as a source if labeling sent me into a rage…
How can those who don’t know me, my past, my story possibly judge me? Who are you to tell me who I am or the reasons behind the things I do?
The fact of the matter is… you can’t. I know me better than anyone. I know who I am and what I stand for. I am who I am and I’m proud of that!
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