• Mood: infuriated
• Music: '25 Cromwell St.', Apoptygma Berzerk.

~angry~

There are some people in this world who should just not be allowed to interact with others. They sap all the life out of them, all the emotions. They make it look as though they're giving something back in return, but then when they disappear, all the person's left with is dust and tears.
Nothing changes. Nothing *changes*. It just gets worse.
One day people will look at me and really see me. One day people will appreciate me. I just hope that by then I'm not so broken and twisted by all that goes before that I'll turn round and laugh in their faces.

Ach. This isn't about me.
Or perhaps it is.


Later : But how could I stay angry once I'd seen this? :



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