November 11, 2011

I should... or I should not.

Okay, so this is... weird enough for you guys? I mean... Everyone's being depressed. Like, it's a trend now to fake depression. I wonder, and my little brain does too, HOW AND WHY THE FUCK?! Does anyone of there wannabe depressed knows what's like? Does they know how the fuck it is to want to die, and because it's not possible, in most of the cases, self-harm until end up in coma? 
No. You're all so fucking retarded twats. Like those girls, who're not bulimic, but they think they're fat, and they're bone-skinny. I'll tell you something. I'm anorexic and it fucking sucks. It's not something nice or pretty. I can't gain weight and it's a torture. Not being able to eat means loads of stuff. Means you're skin is dry, your hair is falling, your mood is fucking low. Lack of vitamins is not good, but what you know. Nothing, you don't know shit about this. You starve yourself, just for the love of doing it and trying to be something that you're not. 
For crying out loud, STOP IT.
And stop saying you're bipolar, and that you suffer of maniac depression or schizophrenia. You know only what you've read on Internet about that. You don't know how it feels, and you don't know how the people having it suffer and hurt.
Stop being so immature, and just be who you are.
IT IS WRONG.


/rant over.

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