I’m a stranger in familiar flesh.

I’m sorry Im not the girl I was. You said that I was sweet and innocent before. I thought I was good now. You said I was the best. Then you told me im getting worse. What do you think of me? You’re so stupid. I fucking hate you sometimes. You get mad over the tiniest of things but then tell me I have a temper?

 What am I? I don’t know. I was good. I’m bad now. Is it that simple? No, I don’t think so. But that’s what you think at least. And everything you say is right, isn’t it? 

I hate marriage. I’m never getting married. Fuck love. It’s not real. It’s just a superficial concept based off of primal urges and attraction. People don’t actually care about each other in love. They just stay with each other for financial needs or to look good. Love does not fucking exist. I wanna be loved. Fucking idiot I am.

im just so tired of dealing with people. I feel so alien. I’m not supposed to have skin…I feel like a stranger in familiar flesh. That’s my motto I guess. I’m so…so so so so tired. so tired. I hate you all. I hate you all. I hate you all I hate you I hate you so so so so much.