In the end, the battle is always yours to face; ALONE.
God didn't turn me this way for nothing.
He turned me this way to make me realise that this world is full of nothing but jerks, a-holes, backstabbers, hypocrites, whatever you name it.
He turned me this way to make me stronger.
He turned me this way so I can survive the wraths of these ridiculous people.
So, go ahead.
You may spit anything you want at me.
Provide an opinion or two, maybe.
But you can't deny the possibility
That what you've provided was a mirage of your own BULLSHIT PERSONALITY.
With that, my motion still stands.
There is absolutely no need to "SHARE YOUR PROBLEMS WITH PEOPLE".
Or at least mine, that is, HEH.
Cos what use would it be?
Other people have their own fair share of problems to handle.
Last thing they need is an addition to their long list of errands to run, or things to fulfill, or problems to solve, etc.
I'm not being overly dramatic or emotional here.
I'm merely stating these facts over an expressionless demeanour.
So, dear God.
If my time is due, you can be rest assured that there won't be anything in this world I'd miss.
PS:// Exams are coming soon and i'm like...
OH SHIT. I'M NOT STUDYING.
I'M. SO. FUCKED. UP.
And yes, I bleached my hair. I'm a fucking Barbie now.
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