Merry Christmas To You Too, Asshole.
You don't fucking get it.
You really don't comprehend what you're doing, do you? You have no idea who this girl is that you're trying to destroy. You just want to see blood. You want to feel big and powerful, to feel like the strong one for once. I get it. I think we all do, on some base level. And congratulations, it looks like you've succeeded. You've pulled apart all the long-cracked little pieces of me, already held together by nothing but glue and fragile hope. Are you happy? Is reopening the old scars of a healing person a big accomplishment for you? I bet you get some sort of vicious pleasure from this... but that's all it is. What else do you achieve? Are you hoping to see me cracked? Because you never will. I'm an expert in putting myself back together, at least temporarily.
All you've really done is provided a reminder that this world isn't as beautiful and kind a place as I'd like to believe. You want to feel good about yourself? Be a good person. It goes a long way.
You really don't comprehend what you're doing, do you? You have no idea who this girl is that you're trying to destroy. You just want to see blood. You want to feel big and powerful, to feel like the strong one for once. I get it. I think we all do, on some base level. And congratulations, it looks like you've succeeded. You've pulled apart all the long-cracked little pieces of me, already held together by nothing but glue and fragile hope. Are you happy? Is reopening the old scars of a healing person a big accomplishment for you? I bet you get some sort of vicious pleasure from this... but that's all it is. What else do you achieve? Are you hoping to see me cracked? Because you never will. I'm an expert in putting myself back together, at least temporarily.
All you've really done is provided a reminder that this world isn't as beautiful and kind a place as I'd like to believe. You want to feel good about yourself? Be a good person. It goes a long way.