I Still Waiting For The Day My Life Stops Being It Gets Better And Actually Gets Better

I still waiting for the day my life stops being it gets better and actually gets better

well 2017 has been a scooter to the ankle

Icons of Terror

Annabelle (The Conjuring, Annabelle, Annabelle 2)

Aylmer (Brain Damage)

The Baby (It’s Alive)

Johnny Charles Bartlett (The Frighteners)

Patrick Bateman (American Psycho)

Norman Bates (Psycho/Bates Motel)

Billy the Puppet (Saw)

Jerry Blake (The Stepfather)

The Boogeyman (Boogeyman)

Bughuul / “Mr. Boogie” (Sinister, Sinister 2)

Butterball Cenobite (Hellraiser)

Caller (Phone Booth)

Jennifer Check (Jennifer’s Body)

Christine (Christine)

Chromeskull (Laid to Rest)

Creeper (Jeepers Creepers, Jeepers Creepers 2)

Victor Crowley (Hatchet)

Cujo (Cujo)

David (The Lost Boys)

Matilda Dixon (Darkness Falls)

John Doe (Seven)

Ghoulies (Ghoulies)

Gremlins (Gremlins)

Jaws a.k.a. Bruce the Shark (Jaws)

David Kessler (An American Werewolf in London)

Mallory and Mickey Knox (Natural Born Killers)

Freddy Krueger (A Nightmare on Elm Street)

John Kramer/Jigsaw (Saw)

Hannibal Lecter (The Silence of the Lambs)

Leatherface (The Texas Chainsaw Massacre)

Leprechaun (Leprechaun)

Billy Loomis (Scream)

Regan MacNeil (The Exorcist)

David McCall (Fear)

Samara Morgan (The Ring)

Michael Myers (Halloween)

Pennywise the Dancing Clown (It)

Pinhead a.k.a. Captain Elliott Spencer (Hellraiser)

Horace Pinker (Shocker)

Predator (Predator, Predator 2, AvP, AvP: Requiem, Predators)

Pumpkinhead (Pumpkinhead)

Daniel Robitaille a.k.a. Candyman (Candyman)

Sam (Trick ‘r Treat)

Jason Voorhees (Friday the 13th)

Herbert West (Re-Animator)

My thoughts before anything: maybe if i wasn't ugly

not to be rude but i wanna be special to someone

My emotions are churning like a storm with no lightning,

I keep breaking i just want to feel something. 

Does this life have any meaning the time just keeps ticking. 

I’m a senior who’s only just begun existing. 

You tear me apart just to teach me a lesson. 

You speak and think that I don’t listen but i can’t because I’m chocking back my confession. 

I’m a living breathing plague leaving only destruction in my wake but for once I want to create. 

While I keep debating who I am in this state of being, 

like a being who’s only meaning is to keep on consuming.

Yet somehow you saw right through me and coursed my heart back to beating.