isn't it interesting

how you seem to alienate the people that would be the most loyal to you.
how you still seem to think that this world and all the people in it revolve entirely around you and your "dream" life.
how you frustrate the life out of me, but I'm to non-confrontational to simply tell it to your face.
how betrayed I feel by you.
how over all of this drama that I want to be.
how over the word "drama" I want to be.
how my head always aches.
how I can despise you so much, and yet you still make me so insecure about myself.
how much power one measly little person can have over another.

how honestly good and sick writing all of this out makes me feel.

I just need a few more pills.
I am a prescription waiting to happen, with a lit fuse at the bottom and a firecracker on top.
Just let me live my life, and quit pushing your stupid ideals onto the rest of the world.
We don't want to care.