I'm sorry, but I have to put this somewhere. I don't have any desire to cause problems, but I'm not about to pretend that this wont. Who the fuck do you think you are to tell me that you're better than me? What gives you that sense of entitlement that you can bluntly state that I have lower standards, that you are busier, you life is harder, you have more to worry about? I'm sorry, but if you feel that way either keep it to yourself or don't expect me to be okay with it.
There are a lot of things I could say, a lot of examples I could bring up to fight against you. But I wont. I have no desire to prove myself to you. If you can't accept that my life is just as rough as your pretty little life is I don't have a whole lot more to say other than take a look around you. Last time I checked your world isn't crumbling around you. Mine's not either. The difference: I don't pretend that mine is no matter how much pressure I'm under.
- xx, Kelly.
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