So, I decided I want to be straight edge. I already don't drink, and I've never made people know I do. At least not now. I hate alcohol. My family have a habit of selling their souls to drinks. and its ruined their lives. i know that, i dislike my brother and everytime i see him even a little faded i want to fucking cut his throat. violent? killer-ish? need therapy much?
no, i don't. im completely sane, and more awake than most of my fuckin family. i wont actually do it, i know im not. but im definitely prepared to protect myself and loved ones if he ever even thinks about harmful things. because i know he is. and he's the one who seriously needs therapy. i dont understand why my parents havent seen this, or anyone else. but i feel like he'll kill himself. or hurt someone. he called me a son of a bitch. he said he's going to "fucking kill" my other brother. he said my nephew is a "fucking fagget". hes seriously a danger to everyones life. and i hate him for that.
but thats beside the point. I'm straight edge. I shall no longer smoke. i shall never drink. i shall never pop pills. i shall never lower myself to be united with others, to feel apart of the in crowd who honestly only think about themselves anyways.
I think tlking with robert made it official. i have so much respect for him, so much appreciation that he isnt like other boys who do all that partying shit. twisted shit. and because of him, i feel like a little girl saying "i want to be him when i grow up". but i do. i dont want to be persuaded like other times. i want to be my own person. i want to me. and no one else.
Straight Edge Anyone?
pftt, fuck all you bitches. and your damn lives. as if i give a fuck about yall.
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