tryst amongst the stars.

I’m always worried about everyone else.

Whose going to worry about me? Tell me that, all of these people come to me with their damn problems like I’m supposed to fix them. I can try, but they are YOUR problems not mine, your his girlfriend, not me. Your her best friend, not me. No of this is my problem. Who is going to help me with mine? Surely not you. You’re self obsorbed and selfish. you don’t care about anyone else as long as you’re happy and everything is okay with you. Well I’m not going to put up with it anymore.

On top of this, you always put me down. Always. You think it’s cute to call me fat? To call me ugly? Do you know what lengths I’ve taken because of what you say? I was hospitalized because of people like you. And you don’t even care.

You take advantage of the love I have in my heart. You think that just because I’m kind and willing to go out of my way for anyone, that you can abuse it. It’s people like you that make me mean and nasty to others. It’s people like you who make me sick of humans. It’s people like you who make me feel like I’m not good enough,

Do you guys even know how many “friends” I’ve deleted from my life? You’d be amazed at the amount of people who “love” me until they realize that I’m not going to fix everything for them. I’m not going to sit here and listen to you complain about stupid selfish things, when you won’t listen to me when I need to talk to someone. I’m so tired of all the bullshit. I don’t even know what to do anymore.

Today I cried for a long time. Not because I was sad, but because of emotional stress. Do you know how long I cried? At least 45 minutes, alone. In my bathroom. No one gave a damn about how I felt, I told some people, but they didn’t care, they didn’t even have the heart to reply back to me. You do realize that when these things are ignored, people kill themselves. People cut themselves, drug themselves and lose themselves all because people ignore them.

I’m fed up now. You have no idea what is happening to me. I’m finally letting it all out. I hate you. I hate people like you. You deserve hell, because that’s what you put me through.

But you don’t care about that either. Do you?

7/4/2012 . 2 notes . Reblog