I imagine this as some sort of shitty poetry book where I actually vent out. It is very personal, but sometimes life can be so lonely you feel you should scream. Therefore, if you wish to read impulsive verses made in the mood, go on. And if you want to know before you start reading it what this is all about, you can read "Author's Notes". It's the last part of this book, meant to be read at the end after reading, but it won't spoil you anything, just give you some context.
14 parts