Current mood: aggravated
§~ FUCKING TIRED
T'rd of hearing e'erbodies shit about what they think of me.
Shove it up your ass. If I'm crying, fucking let me cry. If I feel like I want to die, let me die. You don't know me... I don't really know you, we aren't really friends in the good sense of the word, so FUCK OFF.
Yes.. I'm high strung, yes I worry-- alot.... but YOU are NOT ME, and have no right to judge, or criticize.
I have my own little world, and it is separate from yours. I stay in the only place I belong.
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