"This is such a farce, this whole thing. I thought I was better and I'm not better. I tried to get stable and I can't get stable. I tried to turn the corner and there aren't any corners; I can't eat; I can't sleep; I'm just wasting resources."
We do not live in a world where its okay to be different. They all say we do, but the different ones know better. People have no idea.. They talk and talk and never listen. Call me a hypocrite, call me melodramatic. But don't come crying when I'm gone. Don't run to me with open arms and tell me you're here for me and here to listen because it will already be too late. Those who get it, will get it. Those who dont get it, they won't. Until you are inside my head living my life and being in my state of mind, don't tell me what is wrong or right. I can't tell you what I feel, because you've never felt it, so you will not even come close to comprehension. Those who I used to call my friends, no longer need me. Nor do they want me. I don't need them to need me, and i don't need them to want me. Things so superficial bother them, and I do not have the time or patience to be bothered by them. Don't worry. I am doing your worrying for you; for you are all too busy being skinny fake pricks with perfect lives for you to have any concern with real people with real problems. Get a grip.
Even in what seem to be the happiest of places, there is always darkness hiding in plain sight.
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