So I'm sitting here, as always, but today, I have something to say.

I'm a generally angry person. I don't know why. I've always been this way. Get in my way, and I will destroy you with vicious memories from your past. Piss me off and I will attack you.

People see me, and they're all like, "Oh look, a small kid, she's harmless." So they completely disregard my opinion and my views, simply because they think I can't defend my right to be heard.

Well, here's the end of that.

Screw you all who don't hear me just because I'm weak.

I hate people like you! I hate you because people like you are the kind of people that destroyed me this year. I've completely fallen apart, and nobody can find all the pieces to make me better, the way I used to be.

Screw you, Robert, for calling my mom a whore. Your mom had sex out of wedlock, so don't act like your mom is perfect.
Screw you, Roberts mom, for everything you've done to demolish the relationship between my mother and I.
Screw my dad, who acts like he loves me, but couldn't stop stealing long enough to be a decent parent.
Screw half the nurses at the mental hospital, because you don't know if I'm happy or not. You just see what you want to see, and if I don't fit what my diagnosis is, then that throws you for a loop.
Screw half the people on the internet - you bunch of asshole cyber-bully perverts. Treating me like I'm a fresh piece of meat now that I'm 18, then getting all fucked up about it when I don't want to cyber with you.
Screw the people getting offended at this blog - if you get pissed off when I express myself, then why are you even reading this? And the only reason you're getting offended is because you know you fit into one of those groups. So, you know what? Screw you twice.

Piss me off, and I'll attack you.
Too bad the devilish side in me always wants to start a fight.