everything is plastic and I want to burn it

I am tired, I'm sick and I wanna scream. People are the most deceitful and conniving creatures on earth. You think and feel, you hope your friends are true friends but often you have more plastic dolls in your life that show no emotion and don't support you when ever you need it. I've had it with human social rules, and the huge number of prejudices that are being made. I will no longer count on anyone, I'll do it alone. I must do this because I know I really am what I am. Everything I spit out my throat is bright and I obliged myself never to spit troubled again. In this life you stand alone, you must do it alone, all alone. Once you realize that it will hurt like hell. But it is better to bleed then to stuff your wounds with endless betrayal. I am young and bitter, I am a weeper. But I'm proud that I'm a lucky one who can see the contents of people right away. If you want to play with me you'll have to get up earlier. This lamb sheep has resigned of being the scapegoat. Do not get me wrong, I love life and I want nothing more than to be happy. But these dark shadows around me are in the way, I must first remove all the blood that has spilled on my deck before I can continue with my little blonde retarded life. I like to be the clown, the little girl. And I'll continue to be who I am despite the excesses of my behavior and my appearance. You can say what you want about me but if you give people no chance to let them shine, you have no right to speak. I hate that some people have everything they want, and got it in the most vicious ways. And what makes others so special? Is it because they are so in your face that you feel small enough to believe they are more then you? I don't get social rules these days, I just don't. I wonder if humanity will ever die because of stress and loneliness. I've already decided to isolate myself, I'll lead my life the way I want. You can all go fuck yourselfs with you fucking ridiculous demands of humanity. So from now on it's Betty-Sue, books of the library, tea, smoking, painting, drawing and My Blog. With these words I turn my head and I'm going to read in my new book about a sexy serial killer or something ...

Dedicated ( in the good way ) to the ones I love, and I have to see them being hurt by evil shadows I'm fighting too.