bitch-fit

2007-04-18 at 8:11 p.m.

Supposed to be studying now, yes, i know.

but there are a hundred thousand thoughts swirling though my head right now, snippets of conversations, fragments of emotions.
basically, i'm pissed off.

i yearn for the day when the world will just leave me alone to be me, to just realise that i am never going to meet those ridiculous expectations, because i don't want to meet them.
i don't need anyone's approval, so you can just shove off. don't look at me like i could be so much more if i would just.......
fuck off.

i know what i want, and it's not what you want. it's not what you want fo me, neither is it what you want for yourself. i know what i want, and i'm holding out for it. i'm not compromising my standards simply because what i want doesn't seem attainable. and anyway, what's it to you? perhaps you've got everyone fooled—maybe the people around you are oblivious, but you really don't fool me.

so, please, really, take your goddamned faux-innocence, your pathetically transparent pseudo-goodwill, and shove it. preferably somewhere else other than my throat.

i'm sick of your pretence, your façade, you.

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