FUCK. IT. ALL.

I'm sick and tired of walking through life surrounded by everything I hate and can change - and I'm sick and tired of waltzing through a world filled with thorns. Why do I not have the common sense to step out of that path? Or at least pluck the thorns from my feet?
I feel like some sort of rejected pariah. I feel like some sort of duked child. And I feel as if I deserve a lot better.
Argumentatively, I don't really make an attempt to be some sort of happy. Perhaps it's because my heart has been completely shattered everywhere I turn. Is it only right that I can somewhat feel a bit jaded and hurt? It that too much to ask for?
I'm sick and tired of all these ... voices! The voices that demand SO much from me, whether it be a teacher, an authority figure, a parent or a friend. Especially my "friends". For fucks sake, only very few would give a shit if I died tomorrow and I'm sure that my "best friends" are just shams. What happened to unity? What happened to compassion?
I feel like a toy someone set down because they got a newer and more improved version. And I'm sorry, but I'm NOT going to stand, sit, lie down, or ultimately take that. I'm not some sort of ... some sort of doormat! Some sort of...trinket!
Perhaps I was right in my motto after Romano dumped me - TRUST NO ONE. Keep your thoughts, your heart, and whatever you believe you need to yourself.
Fine. Call me a dramatist. Call me an actress.
But honestly. Do I not have reasoning behind my words? Is there not some maddening desire that is driving me? And fuck it all, seriously. I'm through with all of this. I'm done. I can't do this anymore.