Tragic Endings Are Your Thing, You Love Them

i'm just going to say it:
i'm sick of you people who are "damaged" and/or "broken" from painful experiences/relationships of the past.


grow some fucking balls.


everyone's been hurt. stop being a Debbie Downer and just get over it. seriously. you mope around life like you've got nothing to live for. go read the news, pay some fuckin' attention to the world around you. people are dying of disease, genocide, war, poverty, violence, etc... EVERYDAY. and you're going to just sit there in your nice little house and be depressed about an ex who doesn't love you anymore? or how your daddy doesn't treat you with respect, or how your "friends" don't talk to you anymore? come on, seriously, why do you think you lost those friends in the first place?


i have ended friendships with people whom i thought were just hopeless, and utterly pathetic. there are just some people who prefer to hide behind their "problems" and blame everything on their lack of "stability" and "happiness".


bullshit.


anyone who doesn't attempt to rise above their feelings of despair, and opts for a temporary solution instead, is a coward.

you can do all the drugs you want and have promiscuous sex with as many guys as you want, you'll never be happy this way. you'll just dig a deeper rut for yourself and eventually hate yourself in the future for the stupid decisions you make today.


stop being such a burden to those around you. if you can't see a brighter tomorrow for yourself, then you shouldn't bother using other people to feel better. you're just wasting everyone else's time.


if you can't appreciate all that you have in your life, then what's the point of you even being alive?
go donate your organs to someone who would actually give a fuck.



drink the poison, when you think it's over
inevitable, Verona lives inside of you.