I don't believe in anything.
I don't believe in anyone.
Have you ever felt so completely consumed by yourself that you've taken another form, you've become another person? Is it normal to want to die? To want nothing to do with the life you live, or the people in it? I'm beginning to realize the wasted energy I've put into all of you heartless, fucking disgusting people. You've raped all the good. You're not the victim anymore. You're the target.


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my deep hatred for my "extended" (but not so extended family member) cousin has been fueled by her cowardice words and cowardice ways of coping. i must say, if you are addicted to drugs, DICK being the key word in addicted, i sure hope it's cocaine. i'd love to see that white on white contact and your glazed over grey eyes. you're a fucking failure and a fucking whore.

Your constant craving for attension disgusts me.
I need space.
I've played every moment of my recollection through my mind,
50 times at least.
There's a million things I could have done differently,
but the same goes for you as well
I know I'm flawed
I also know you weren't ready
but you weren't pushed
just as I wasn't pulled
every minute spent was a choice
we just made different ones
so at this moment my choice is
I won't let you affect me again
last time my heart beats out of my chest
last time my stomach turns in knots
last time you make me physically sick
last time I feel anger for what I don't understand
last time, last time, last time.
I hope your statements was satisfying
because I am no longer concerned with what you have to say.