is it wrong for me to be human?
is it that hard to accept that i have thoughts and feelings?
i may not convey them, but keep them inside like every other fucking human on this planet does so is it that wrong?
that i'd want to be happy, and love. and be free. i want to be careless and not worry, not have to think about this pressure.
epistates.
yeah, i think thats pressure in greek.
but. thats just to liven this entry more, or i'd sound too depressed.
(like i'd be kidding anyone)
when it comes to always just kidding myself but thinking i can beat it, when no, "you really can't."

i can't sit here and cry. like now. on my computer. every time. you come. yell. at me. and make. me feel.
bad.
horrible.
horrendous.
mistakingly.
painstakingly.
you're so hurtful, and you don't even know it.
everything to ask me to fucking do, I DO.
SO SUCK IT UP. BECAUSE ITS THERE.
SINCE I AM HUMAN. ITS HARD TO DO TOO MANY THINGS AT ONCE UNLESS YOU HAVE THAT INNATE ABILITY.
BECAUSE HUMAN. is human.

to them.
fuck you. and thats it. you know?
just, fuck you. and fuck all of it.

to certain people who classify themselves as friend under my radar.
fuck you too.
i can't fucking take you anymore.

and to everyone else.
yeah, fuck off.
just leave now because you'll eventually leave me anyway.


how emo this post is.
and my nose is still fucking bleeding.
ugh.