listen to me.

Hi. Are you listening? Please listen to me. No one listens to me anymore and at first I thought I was okay with it because, well, I'm me and I don't like people anyway. But then I realised that even the most sad, lonely people need to be listened to sometimes because even if what they have to say isn't really all that important, it's nice to know someone hears it anyway.

So I just have to say that I have purple hair and I really like it. And I'm going to get my nosed pierced, and my mother is not going to like that and I'm not going to care. I'm really mad at the world and everyone in it and I kinda just want to be drunk all the time. None of this is important in the slightest and probably doesn't really interest you at all, so if you're still reading this, thank you.

Something that's really important to me is self-expression. I just think you should be able to speak, dress, act, be, however you want to without people telling you whether it's right or wrong, you know? Because no one but you can tell you what you like, and their opinion is in no way more important than yours anyway. I'm tired of people always saying "just don't listen to what other people say". How about 'other people' just stop saying it? Can you just stop, please? Stop looking at her like that. Stop snickering behind his back. Stop commenting on their life because how the fuck does it have anything to do with you, honestly?

I feel like this blogpost is slightly contradictory, and I don't care.

I'm tired, my brain hurts a lot. There's so much I want to say but at the same time, there's nothing. I hate that I feel like I don't have a purpose in life because I know I do - I'm continuously convincing everybody else of that. I'm really empty at the moment and I really think that something, or everything about my life right now is not quite right; and that's okay because I have a lot of time ahead of me to fix everything; to change everything.

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