"Oh well... Youth is scary."
-Gackt

Forget about it. If I act indifferent towards any of you, just know that I don't give two shits anymore about what you do or what you think. Because I did that before and I gained nothing back. I'm not asking for anything back, just a little compassion; alleviate the weight off my shoulders. Not the whole burden, just a little. Too much to ask? You guys expect me to listen to every shit fuck you've gotten yourself into but you seem to never think there're shit I've gotten myself into as well. I don't need you to listen to me whine 24/7, I just need five minutes of your god forsaken life to turn to me and at least ask how I've been. It doesn't matter how much we've seen each other, every week, every day, every second of the freaken hour; does it hurt to ask? You'll lose nothing. I've been too freaking devoted to hearing shit come out of your mouths that I can't seem to deal with my own problems. I don't just listen to you, I solve your shit out for you too, so why is it so hard to just ask how I've been every three weeks? Ya know, the person who realised what was wrong with me wasn't the people I assumed to have known. An outsider, someone whom I don't even really like, came up and asked me what's up. What the fuck, people? Are you blind, deaf or think you're too high to care? I know I sound selfish by broadcasting this to the world, but fuck me sideways, I don't care anymore. I deserve to feel selfish, I deserve to treat you guys however the fuck I want because you guys throw around things however the fuck you want. Don't make me end up loathing you lot because honestly, the feeling of hate is slowly creeping inside my skin.

and I know that as soon as I publish this, I'll end up regretting every word I've said.
To hell with it.

"Oh well... Youth is scary."
-Gackt

Forget about it. If I act indifferent towards any of you, just know that I don't give two shits anymore about what you do or what you think. Because I did that before and I gained nothing back. I'm not asking for anything back, just a little compassion; alleviate the weight off my shoulders. Not the whole burden, just a little. Too much to ask? You guys expect me to listen to every shit fuck you've gotten yourself into but you seem to never think there're shit I've gotten myself into as well. I don't need you to listen to me whine 24/7, I just need five minutes of your god forsaken life to turn to me and at least ask how I've been. It doesn't matter how much we've seen each other, every week, every day, every second of the freaken hour; does it hurt to ask? You'll lose nothing. I've been too freaking devoted to hearing shit come out of your mouths that I can't seem to deal with my own problems. I don't just listen to you, I solve your shit out for you too, so why is it so hard to just ask how I've been every three weeks? Ya know, the person who realised what was wrong with me wasn't the people I assumed to have known. An outsider, someone whom I don't even really like, came up and asked me what's up. What the fuck, people? Are you blind, deaf or think you're too high to care? I know I sound selfish by broadcasting this to the world, but fuck me sideways, I don't care anymore. I deserve to feel selfish, I deserve to treat you guys however the fuck I want because you guys throw around things however the fuck you want. Don't make me end up loathing you lot because honestly, the feeling of hate is slowly creeping inside my skin.

and I know that as soon as I publish this, I'll end up regretting every word I've said.
To hell with it.