Yesterdays Sorrows
I deleted my last entry because someone seems to be in a dream world. What am I supposed to do huh? MAIL YOU A KISS? For fuck sakes, I'm going to pop and yell everything I've been holding back at everyone. what are you, you ask? YOU ARE NIC. A HUMAN BEING AND I LOVE YOU! FUCK OFF YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND THAT. If you can't live with that, then you'll know what I'll do. And you'll back it 100%, right? You'll also back my right of speech 100% too right? No! OF COURSE NOT! If you see something that looks sketchy to you, OH I'LL HEAR ABOUT IT! And for what? I HAVE NEEDS YOU KNOW! Besides, you have it all wrong, so don't go one and asking me what you are and who this person is. For all you know it could of been a dare, or something silly back in preschool. YOU HAVE NO IDEA. And frankly, you'll never know, because I'm sealing my lips. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD! YOU DO NOT DEMAND THINGS. ESPECIALLY OUT OF ME! I AM NOT A PLAY THING, AND YOU KNOW ME, I AM STUBBORN, AND IF SOMEONE YELLS AT ME OR DEMANDS SOMETHING WITHOUT A PLEASE OR A THANK YOU, OR TO THINK SOMETHING OF ME THAT IS FALSE OR REALLY UPSETTING, I WILL HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THAT PERSON! ACCESS DENIED! Screw off will you and let me live my life without wondering what it could have been. What adventures I'll find. Just leave me alone, like you said you would this week, because for a week that I wasn't supposed to talk to you, or see you, or anything, you've made my level of hatred rise. Soon enough, I'll be at the top, and yes, maybe, even the worst outcome may be. Take care, really, you need it.