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Dec. 5th, 2008 06:03 pmYou know, I might complain about things. And the things I do to myself may not be the greatest. I keep quiet about most of the things that actually bother me, because I can't talk about them- but they're a lot more serious than your bitter bullshit.
It must really suck to go through life so fucking bitter and angry at the world that you apparently have no feelings except anger and irritation.
At least I have a fucking heart. I suffer in silence, and I keep my fucking soul. So fuck you. Fuck your bitterness. Fuck the way you talk about me like I'm some sort of cretin, like I'm not a human being. I am. More so than you'll ever be.
It must really suck to go through life so fucking bitter and angry at the world that you apparently have no feelings except anger and irritation.
At least I have a fucking heart. I suffer in silence, and I keep my fucking soul. So fuck you. Fuck your bitterness. Fuck the way you talk about me like I'm some sort of cretin, like I'm not a human being. I am. More so than you'll ever be.