insane rambling that makes PERFECT sense only to me.
this entry should probably be locked and private, but I just have no self-control when it comes to how I feel, I like to share you could probably say.
Okay, so I don't care for humans, big deal. I just don't trust them like I probably should, especially people outside close family members.
I just can't trust ANYbody, sorry.
I've been burnt to a disgusting pile of pathetic pulp.
And I've regenerated into a harder, meaner, mistrustful (goes without saying, really.) young woman with edges just as rough as they've always been.
I guess I thought I could just "let go" of all these hard feelings, but you know something READER, it just happened too god damn much to me, OVER AND OVER, daily, repeatedly almost. Like a sick warp I didn't know how to pull myself out of.
You know, it's really EASY to tell somebody they need to let go of things when they have not been in the same shoes YOU'VE been in. It's even HARDER to let go of the fact that it HAPPENED instead of the fact that it's not happening ANYMORE. Do you understand that I AM SCARRED? Do you understand that I will never be the same nice little Judy who takes everybody's garbage like a Landfill with legs anymore? Does that penetrate your thick fucking skull??
I've never ever told anybody I know to just "let go" of a bad experience, just "chalk it up" to being their loss. It's their loss; you're right. But it's also MINE. It's mine because I've lost another layer of respect for humans in general.
So don't bother feeling sorry for me, I don't want your pity. Go ahead and tell me that this why I don't have any friends that wanna come around. Go ahead and say that I live an Angry life. The first part may be true, but the second is not.
I just don't trust people and I'm HAPPY with that!
It's my PROTECTIVE ARMOR that repels assholes from penetrating to where priveledged humans have come during their long, arduous journey.
Okay, so I don't care for humans, big deal. I just don't trust them like I probably should, especially people outside close family members.
I just can't trust ANYbody, sorry.
I've been burnt to a disgusting pile of pathetic pulp.
And I've regenerated into a harder, meaner, mistrustful (goes without saying, really.) young woman with edges just as rough as they've always been.
I guess I thought I could just "let go" of all these hard feelings, but you know something READER, it just happened too god damn much to me, OVER AND OVER, daily, repeatedly almost. Like a sick warp I didn't know how to pull myself out of.
You know, it's really EASY to tell somebody they need to let go of things when they have not been in the same shoes YOU'VE been in. It's even HARDER to let go of the fact that it HAPPENED instead of the fact that it's not happening ANYMORE. Do you understand that I AM SCARRED? Do you understand that I will never be the same nice little Judy who takes everybody's garbage like a Landfill with legs anymore? Does that penetrate your thick fucking skull??
I've never ever told anybody I know to just "let go" of a bad experience, just "chalk it up" to being their loss. It's their loss; you're right. But it's also MINE. It's mine because I've lost another layer of respect for humans in general.
So don't bother feeling sorry for me, I don't want your pity. Go ahead and tell me that this why I don't have any friends that wanna come around. Go ahead and say that I live an Angry life. The first part may be true, but the second is not.
I just don't trust people and I'm HAPPY with that!
It's my PROTECTIVE ARMOR that repels assholes from penetrating to where priveledged humans have come during their long, arduous journey.