I am worried
every second
of every day
that what I am saying
or thinking
is made-up.

I know I'm happy
but I
don't understand
why.

I want to hit you so badly. I want to knock your tiny little baby teeth out of your fat head.
I want to rip apart everything you stand for
Today you condescended somebody for handling raw meat
You are so full of shit, you know.
You haven't had a relationship in three years
It's not because nobody is good enough
It's because nobody likes you.
You fucking stupid, hypocritical bitch.
I deserve better.