mylifeismyown

don't ever tell me how i should fucking lead my life.

if i want to starve just to buy that pair of shoes,
it's my fucking choice to do so.

if i want to shoot my brains right in front of you making sure that it splatters on you,
it's my fucking choice to do so.

if i want to die right now,
it's my fucking choice to do so.

so.
don't you ever tell me how i should fucking lead my life.
none of you.
simply because i don't tell you how you should lead yours.
since you are so fucking self-centred, why are you looking at me?
go look at your fucking self in the mirror.

i will gladly listen to advice if i solicit it from any of you.
by the way mom, knowing how you would react to this, this is not about you. don't think too much.