(01/19/1990 / Houston, TX)

As If I Cared

I honestly couldn't care what most of you think of me. If I did I wouldn't have stayed the way I am. I'm messed up, cracked, and broken but that's who I am. I dress evil and twisted because I like how it looks and your weird glances don't bother me. In fact they make me feel sad that you care so much that you find me odd. I've been made fun of since elementary school but never did I care because I'm better than anyone who thinks they have to make fun of me because I'm different. I've broken a few people's noses and knocked out a few teeth. Not because they made fun of me but they brought my family into it. That I don't tolerate at all. But seriously if I gave a damn about what anyone thinks of me I would've never dealt with my problems and I would've blown my brains out years ago. So go a head, point and stare at me and whisper about how I'm creepy. I honestly couldn't care what anyone of you think cause your opinion is the least of my problems and in the end your opinion about me isn't worth a damn thing.

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