I've been dreaming about you in a pool of your own blood
All I can hear is the fucking hoover cutting up my thoughts.
Last night was so horrible for so many reasons.
That guy that I had a fight with ruined it so much for me.
He really hit a nerve. My whole life I've stuck up for being different, and finally when everyone I know is totally accepting of it, he had to bring it all flooding back.
I'm glad I fucking pushed him. Bastard.
I've never scared someone out of the pub before.
Men are just trying to make life worse. Make your fucking mind up. All of you. I feel something for every one of you but I'm not going to just keep passing between you like someone you can just come crawling back to when no one else is avaliable.
I couldn't even talk to any one of you without the others getting angry.
Are you trying to hurt me? You make that guy sound like he was right.
HE WAS NOT RIGHT.
Now I spend another day with my parents telling me how much they hate me.
Help me because I want to do something I used to do a long time ago that involves sharp objects and it's so difficult not to because no one is trying to stop me and I can only see red.
Last night was so horrible for so many reasons.
That guy that I had a fight with ruined it so much for me.
He really hit a nerve. My whole life I've stuck up for being different, and finally when everyone I know is totally accepting of it, he had to bring it all flooding back.
I'm glad I fucking pushed him. Bastard.
I've never scared someone out of the pub before.
Men are just trying to make life worse. Make your fucking mind up. All of you. I feel something for every one of you but I'm not going to just keep passing between you like someone you can just come crawling back to when no one else is avaliable.
I couldn't even talk to any one of you without the others getting angry.
Are you trying to hurt me? You make that guy sound like he was right.
HE WAS NOT RIGHT.
Now I spend another day with my parents telling me how much they hate me.
Help me because I want to do something I used to do a long time ago that involves sharp objects and it's so difficult not to because no one is trying to stop me and I can only see red.