Sometimes I just want to yell how much I fucking hate this place. This town. This world. Society. How I hate that people judge you for every single little thing you do. And talk shit about everyone to bring themselves up. How no matter what you do, you’ll never be good enough for people. How you have to try so hard to be something you’re not, just so society can accept you and you can take a break from building yourself up every time they cut you down. And then I realize that this can all go away, if I stop caring. Stop living up to my parents, standards. Stop trying to impress people, and stop being nice to everyone. Just stop everything. Maybe it’s easier that way.
