Dear Fluffy-ball-of-sickening-cuteness,

Oh my fucking god. I am so angry I don't even know how to fucking WORD this. Hmm. Let's see.

Do you know what it's like to be me? Do you fucking know what it's like to have bad news coming at you from every corner of the fucking world? Do you know what it's like to have a friend locked up in an asylum because she tried to kill herself? Do you know what it's like when a little girl that you know from the cancer ward relapses TERMINALLY? Do you know what it's like to become close with someone and then find out on what is supposed to be one of the happiest days of the year that that person is MOVING? No, you fucking don't. because everything in your life is perfect. You have a family that loves you. You have a house that is always warm, safe, and full of food. You are so fucking lucky. You get everything that you want, and you never even have to ask for it. Half of your family lives in England so you get to visit there all the time. Have you ever gone a day in your life wondering if you'd be able to eat tomorrow? Have you ever felt unloved and unwanted by the people who are supposed to love you the most, your parents? Have you ever felt overshadowed by the people who are supposedly your equals, your friends? No, you fucking haven't. So when I post on my blog that I hate my life, I don't fucking wanna hear from you saying that you love my life because it means I'm alive, and stay strong etc. etc. Sometimes, quite often actually, I wanna burst your fucking bubble of perfectness and.. RAINBOWNESS and UNICORNS with a big needle. This needle has a name. It is called Life. Next time something awesome happens to you and I already know it's happening and I'm trying to stay behind my mask of that's-great-I'm-so-happy-for-you, I don't want you to come up to me and say 'Fuzz! I'm going to Taylor Swift- in AUCKLAND!' Honestly, it makes me want to hit you with a brick.Just SHUT UP AND STOP FUCKING GLOATING. I DON'T FUCKING WANNA HEAR IT ANYMORE.


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Introductions

Dear Readers,

Not that there are any of you there. For now it is just one voice echoing in the silence, aka me. I started this blog because here I can tell everything like it is, and I don't have to watch what I say or who I have a spaz at. None of my other-blog-readers will be told about this blog, and if they stumble across it then that's too bad for them. It's their fault for stumbling across this in the first place. Anyway. Basically I'm just gonna write a whole bunch of anonymous letters. I doubt anybody will ever read them but idc.

I shall post my first vent later, perhaps tomorrow.
Until then,
Blue <3