I thought I made friends yesterday. I was wrong.
I thought I proved my worst fears about myself untrue. I was wrong.
I thought maybe the curse was just a myth. But I was wrong.
So, that's fine, fuck you.
So, that's fine, fuck you.
If I'm just not good enough, just die.
If you think you're above me in some way, it's a lie. If you think I'm crazy or decided you're afraid of me, just more reason to gouge out your eyes.
Just die.
So, that's fine, fuck you.
So, that's fine, fuck you.
I don't want to know you either, fuck you.
I'm sorry I was nice to you, fuck you.
I was wrong to think that anything wasn't wrong with me, fuck you.