So, my expectations aren't quite high. I have expectations on how I should be treated and how promises should be managed. And that when someone promises something, that something should be coming my way soon. LIKE A NORMAL HUMAN BEING. But it just so happens that shooting down my expectations is a fucking sport. Like disc shooting or some shit. Make it hunting. Cuase my expectations are somber and innocent. Undeserving of a bullet into my esophagus, pouring blood into my lungs, and letting me die a slow death, drowning in my own blood from within.













