Fuck you.
fuck her,
fuck him,
and you too.

I'm done letting people decide how I feel. I'm done asking "do you think I'm wrong for feeling this way?" "you think I'm crazy". I'm done acting how other people expect me to act regarding my feelings. If I'm sad and don't wanna go out I won't, I won't. If I'm happy and act all childish and inmature I won't care what you think. That's me.


If you tell me that I'm acting up, or that I'm being dramatic, or that I shouldn't feel like I do, because is not such a big of a deal, because you cannot and/or will not try to see things from my perspective:

Fuck you.

Who gave you the authority to decide how am I supposed to feel? Why should you get to tell me that I should care or act like I don't care? Who do you think you are to think that my feelings aren't as valid as yours? Why should my feelings subordinate to yours? If I'm capable or recognizing you feel a certain way, how come you're not? How come you discard my feelings and expect me to acknowledge yours?

Fuck you.

Chinga tu madre.

Vete a la verga.

Comments

Selara Majere said…
you´re right
Anonymous said…
mmm.... just exactly how OLD (or young) are u?

this is getting very interesting, and by the way... kudos on your feelings regarding anyone else telling you how to feel or think.
Lady of Shalott said…
if you must know I'm turning 25 on Januray.
Why?

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