i would only like to say this once. do not take me for granted. do not take me as the last option in your mind. take me as a person who also has feelings. you see yourself as a high-positioned person; so full of theirselves, full of nasty ego, thinking you're really worth a million dollars.
heads up! you are not the queen of england, you are not the president and specially not my parent. you shouldn't be treating people unfairly and then you go sulking around because no one is acknowledging your presence. i am the literal oblivion in every way. you forget me everytime, i am the background that you will only appreciate when you have no one.
i am a harmer. i harm myself in different possible ways and you just sit there oblivious to anything but still shading me that suicide is not the key. well is it my fault you want a lot of attention? i do keep my eye on you but you're so full of yourself, you always want the spotlight on you, you, and only you.
please, i am not shading anyone but you should know a person's worth. i give no fuck whether you become a famous celebrity making tons of money, a scientist, the first person on mars. you have no right to treat people like they are just your toys. the moment you throw them away, every passing second, a kid has a chance to take it. and when someone takes your toy, you make a big tantrum and want it back but i think the toy wants the second owner who gave a glance instead of the first who played with it and finds a new thing and plays with the new one, throwing the "useless" one out.
you do not treat me like that and i am saying this out to those who have felt like this. i am sorry but you should have a bigger burden on your chest because you are blind to a person's emotions. you don't know what sadness leads to because you haven't felt massive impact on it, its like sadness ripped up your happy little heart and replaced it full of icky black tar. it leads to death of a person; so wonderful but hung around with the unsuited social group.
i am saying goodbye to you. if you do not treasure a person, well i'm glad to be slipping from your grip and moving on to a person who would treat me fairly and humanely.
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how to be a loser
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