I must be one of those narcissists
Who only appreciate things when they're alone
The worst crime I could think of would be to pull people off by faking it, pretending as if I'm having 100% fun
So much that it makes me feel too fucking sad
The sad little sensitive unappreciative
But since the age of seven, I've become hateful toward all humans in general only because it seems so easy for people to get along that have empathy
Only because I love and feel for people too much I guess
Thank you all from the pit of my burning nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the last years