By Zaina Starr
A good person. What is that? Who is that? Not anyone I know. People are never who they say they are. People never make things better for anyone. They always make your life worse. People lie to get what they want.
People are never who they say they are. I have not met one person who has lived upto their promises to me. And I always believe them, like a dumb ass. I give up on them because they broke their promise and broke my heart. How is that a good person? It's not.
People never make things better for anyone. You confide in a friend or who ever to seek advice or comfort when things are horrible. You get called names and told how bad of person you are. People are not nice.
People are here to make your life worse. I am usually content and can stay to myself. Have no emotion at all. Keep myself busy. Then I allow someone in my life. Always a mistake for me. They always turn out to be trouble for me. Cause me to be more depressed. I hate people so fucking much.
If I allow you to talk to me, then feel fucking special. I don't like people. They are trouble. They do not benefit my life. Never have. So if I talk to you and you talk to me like I'm a nobody or trash. Then, I have no use for people like that. That makes you a very bad person. To sit and bring someone down when they are already at their low. Is that everyone goal? To push someone into suicide. I'm there. Believe me I beg every day for God to take my life. These people are not any good for anyone.
Sheetal Tadiparty
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