May 02, 2007 20:52
i hate that i'm crazy and sketchy and willing to starve myself but not go to the gym.
i hate that i want things other people are happy without.
i hate that i can't be perfect.
i hate never never feeling like other people, like i have anything in common with them, and
i hate having only the family you get by LOVE
with capitol letters.
actually, fuck that,
my family is real and my love is real. i am a real real person crying my eyes out today.
I don't think any one who's ever hurt me has believed I'm real but i AM.
you can fuck me over all you want but i will still be better than any fake lie of a person you meet.
i always tell the truth, even when the truth changes, and i might get ugly and mean but at least it's really me doing so, at least i'm not some fake niceness. and when i'm fucking nice i am REAL NICE.
I want to cut and i want to slap myself in the face but i won't do either of those things. i am going to have tea and do laundry and sleep i hope.