a partially opened can of worms
Lately, I don’t know what the hell is going on with me.

I’ve just become…so mean.

Not to everyone. Just to those I care about the most.

It’s like I can’t control it. It just spills out of my mouth before I even know what I’m saying.

And while it’s sorta good to know that I am capable of being hurtful, I don’t like it. I don’t want that ability.

If I wasn’t feeling my pulse right now, I’d say I was heartless.