I love how you ask all these things of me. I listen to every damn word you say. I’ve done every fuckin thing you’ve told me.

But you can’t listen to me when I’m trying to tell you something IMPORTANT. You don’t understand me when it’s NECESSARY. You don’t listen to my opinions with an OPEN MIND. Did I fucking say I wasn’t going to? NO. NO. NO. NO. I fucking didn’t! So shut the fuck up and listen for one sec, cause really? It’s not hard.

By the way, it’s my opinion. I’m not changing my damn mind just because you think I should. These are my beliefs.

Stop telling me “at least.” At least what?! At least I’m miserable? At least I’m not happy? At least I’ve had you here my whole life? Oh wait, I haven’t.

FUCK THAT.

Seriously though, fuck this shit.

I’m so over it.

You don’t know me. Leave me the fuck alone.

Kay?

You’re the ones who don’t understand a damn thing.