I have absolutely no sympathy
for cutters and anorexics and
bulimics and addicts who blame
every fucking person around them
and think that they owe themselves
the luxury of self destruction because
"no one cares"
I'll tell you why no one cares.
Because you don't give anyone
a reason to care about you.
Yes, it's true but no one cares
about your whining
and complaining and
self pitying bullshit.
You don't want help.
You want attention.
In the worst fucking way.
You wouldn't want to be around someone
who constantly must be force fed compliments and reassurance
Well, neither does anybody else. That's you. No one likes you because you make it IMPOSSIBLE.
Grow the fuck up.
Listen, I know it may have been rough for you
Maybe you had a bad childhood
molested, raped, something awful.
But you know what? you fucking
persevere. You don't dwell on it.
You don't just give up and make
everybody else's life a living hell
Because you got dealt some bad cards.
No, I have no sympathy for you.
Plenty of people have worse lives than you
and they don't try to drag everyone else down with them
They don't blame the world; they just deal with it.
So FUCKING deal with it.