I know. I’ve been treated so
badly for my entire life. My presence in this circle was not appreciated. I can
feel that. I can bear the harsh words I can bear the heartbreaking things I’ve
to fucking listen to. Eventhough this will never turns okay, I think I can
survive the fact that I can please no one. Sometimes I’m expressing this to
myself so that I know where I belonged to. I don’t live to please people. I don’t
live to please each fucking one of you. I did good things and I did what you
guys asked but ended up living alone in a world I created to isolate myself.
Maybe eventually everything’s gonna be okay. I hope so. I fucking hope so.