• why is it that people want to be hurt. we fucking do. we love it. we wouldnt know what the hell to do with ourselves if there wasnt the self aware guarantee that at some point today we are going to get hurt. do we like the idea that we can make ourselves feel better? does it make us feel big? are we just screaming to everyone around "fucking love me already? cant you see i need your help to stop hurting?" are we making ourselves look pathetic so the world seems worse and we dont seem as lazy as we are? we're playing the fucking victims. i will not. god damn it. the bullshit stops here. i do not like hurting. i like being happy. so fuck you downers. i love my life. i love that cockroah on the wall and the tangles in my hair. i love the freckle on my left hand and the scar on my toe. i love that i curse too much and that i belch too loudly. i love how i can be trashy to people and obliviously expect them to think highly of me. suck it. i love myself.

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