I’m like my own life consultant. Can I stop saying sorry? Please? I find that my rules in life are twisted, but if I let people treat me the way I treat them, isn’t that okay? Right? If I lash out at mom from having a bad day, she’s allowed to do so. This applies to my dad. Genius, right? My past self would hate me, but I won’t go back, since I have NOTHING. It’s true, right? Because I’m basically never wrong, I am RIGHT!!! Now join me into this purge and let’s go somewhere we can never be shunned by society EVER AGAIN!!! Because I’m always right.
Note: This storymatic or whatever it is was not based on me. I just thought it would be a great idea to write something deep like this. There is something wrong with this person but I just can’t prove it
