Grapeypear

Oh my god why are people surprised when I can't stand anything the state of the world, every person. I am a master of manipulation, a wonderful liar. I live under the belief that if others hear what they want I get to go as far as I want. And it's true. I am happy with what I have. I'm ahead. I still hate everyone, and its about fucking time they knew. Maybe one day I will try to bestow my multitudes of knowledge on humanity. But probably not because the ones who choose to not understand, or are incapable of change will upset me too much. You see these people are lost. And the turmoil upon my brain of having tried and failed to make them und

Oh my god I just want to die. I hate everyone and every fucking thing. Everyone needs to suck my cock right now. I don't give a shit what you think, and I won't conform. Maybe I won't be the most outspoken, but I do have fucking thoughts god fucking dammit. I am fucking beautiful and I don't give a shit what people think about my hair or lack of makeup or clothing preference. I want to be appreciated for who I am. I never will. Ever. Because of the body naturally bestowed upon me. I got fat before I knew it. Life is unfair, consistently. I don't understand why there have to be people who like the same things as me and are prettier and small

Sometimes I see people that truly impacted me in an unexpected way. And I feel like I should thank them in some way. But I just can't. It makes me feel like I'm not even capable of listening to them speak. I just sit there and take in every word they say. Do I emulate what they have done thus far in their lives? I just can't figure out my own. I don't know why I have no will power. I have no power to stop myself from smoking. Or any will power to make myself run or not eat the macaroni and cheese. Sometimes I just don't know why I'm living. I can't seem to get anywhere. And I would just live my whole life through just talking to Noah. But tha