Why someone would tell me that i need help when i am being told that you only talk when you want 'skinny' tips. you know what? i've been thinking.
see you dont know me; you dont know why i am who i am. why i act the way i do; because you dont know me. because if you did then you would have already knew it and tried to help me.. instead of being selfish to your own needs, isolating. which is perfectly understandable but you dont think someone who isolates dont need help either? someone who wants to starve ( i know i have no room to talk as i half starve too) but dont wanna listen to no one. nope, just throws it at me that im an attention seeker like her mother. and that is one thing you do not do; compare people to your fucking parents. you know something too; your young. your at the age you think you know everything and think its OK to come out and say shit, rude shit, truth or not it could have been reworded. your young, and you have yet to figure out how to get through this on your own. i will talk to you like a child because you fucking act like one with the shit you and do and say, lastly, your a goddamned idiot.
you remember somethin, 'little girl', im older; remember that. not just in body or mind, and i dont give two flyin fucks what you think when i say this, your soul is VERY VERY VERY young. you have so much life.. and your gonna be hurled back to this hell until you figure it out. you stupid fuckin bitch
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