some things slide by so carelessly.

WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TO COME HERE AND TALK ABOUT MY LIFE?
OK, MAYBE I HAVE CHANGED, BUT IT'S NOT YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM.
IT'S MINE.
SO GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE
I DON'T CARE HOW WONDERFUL AND PERFECT YOUR LIFE IS.
YOU HAVEN'T BEEN THROUGH HALF OF THE THINGS I HAVE, SO STFU.
YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING, ABOUT NOTHING, BECAUSE YOU NEVER SUFFERED.
WHEN YOU GET TO FEEL PAIN, YOU'LL SEE HOW UNFAIR YOU'VE BEEN TO ME.

I HATE PEOPLE, DAMN.