Just realized something...I HATE a liar or thief...yet I'm the worst liar of anyone and the worst thief..I'm constantly telling myself lies and my parents : I'm fine, it's ok, I'm used to it, got something in my eye, the cat/dog scratched me, it didn't hurt, no I didn't see/hear/read that and all the other sugary sweet absolutely blatant lies.
And in doing so I'm robbing me of potential smiles, laughter, hugs, etc..fuck not again "JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP I AM NOT LISTENING TO YOU AGAIN...DIDN'T YOU TAKE ENOUGH FROM ME ALREADY?!!"
Don't you like me anymore???
NO I HATE YOU!!!
don't be like that...remember what your parents yelled at you yesterday? Remember what you really are?? Didn't you hear what Gloria and her friends laughed at you? How much do you weigh?
YOUR A BASTARD YOU KNOW THAT?
yes....you tell me no lies...only yourself,dear, only yourself...
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Random darkness
General Fiction*this story is very descriptive and may be considered triggering. Be in a safe frame of mind when reading* Thought wanderings of a depressed mess...No real rhyme or reason..insights about death, suicide, self injury, self hate,bullying, abuse. Allot...
