I walk the earth like a Zombie, risen from the dead, I don’t eat people though, I just eat their words, the tastiest ones are those of validation.
I cling to validation like one of those little hands that you fling onto the wall and it sticks… over time I get fed nasty words and they stick to me until I can no longer cling, but instead of learning my lesson I take a shower and wash the words off and go back for more, until I’m torn to pieces and can no longer work.