LadyMidnight81

"To be, or not to be; That is the question. Wether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune Or to take arms against a sea of troubles." The words echo in my ears as I click off the television. I sit alone in my dank little hovel, the one bedroom apartment I can't even afford. The home with no heat and no curtains, The house with the rotting roof and the bullet holes in the wall; You've seen my home. The one you look at disdainfully when you drive past. I peer about my surroundings looking for some reprieve from my guilt. My eyes stop at the pill bottles and needles littering the floor and cou