I QUIT! I give the fuck up. He wins. You win. She wins. Everyone's a winner. But me, cuz Id rather be a quitter. I tried not to. He forced me to. You forced me to. She forced me to. Everyone forced me to. So I did. Happy now?
I am whoever you want me to be. I can adapt to any situation with any personality as need be. Fuck yes, Im fake sometimes, but that is ok with me. I think every person adapts their personality to those they want to be accepted by, whether they choose to admit it or not is a whole other bullshit situation. I have no idea who I really am and nor do I care all that much to find her. Im pretty. I pretend that I dont think I am, but I know I am. (That is what I am supposed to do you know; pretend.) I have grown accustom to my mundane everyday life and no longer try to fight it by acting all tough and goal-oriented. Life is what you make of it, or more so, what you let people make of it. I have minimal complaints. To know me is to love me or hate me there is no in-between. The choice is up to you.
