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Bear in mind, a lotta these posts are of interest to normal people. - This is my diary available online to get help from others. I never mean any harm. My thoughts may appear scattered at times, but I bring it together. Some things may not make sense to you..

Saturday, February 21, 2015

I don't like people secretly telling me I do things wrongly when I don't.  I'm not answering to mistakes from the past every day.

Apology

I only have the right to be mad with myself.  I don't know who dunnit.  Even if they did, I dunno whose fault it was.  I am not asking for "forgiveness."
I've been trying to avoid "fighting."  That's why I'm not like all talking about this, plus I had a revelation it was a waste of my time when I went thru a phantasmagoria.
Of course, it's insulting messages.  I welcomed them to leave before.
Do you know people who just can't be quiet and get out?  That's what it's like when the people experimenting on me always mess with how the computer loads like I need them to talk to me.
What's so amazing about telling me I did something wrong when I didn't?  You think I was so bad when you annoyed me and I kept hitting my couch.

Who Done What

Knowest Not I, but they aren't going to be very happy.  Why?  Cuz I don't care what they say.

I'm weird

I should not have been so upset about the talking.
People make me mad.  I already explained myself, at least partly.  How would anyone even know what happened?

So, I get told something insulting, like I'm just to be tossed aside.  I kept flaring at myself on the inside in my room in my bed.  People keep insulting me in what they say, like I wanna follow a string of messages.  I did actually manage to not tell myself the truth.  The truth I still do not know to myself.  So, I was dodging getting too upset.  What was mentioned about someone more innocent was just an accident and barely breathed out.  I told myself what was done was wrong to quell my anger.  I got upset at the root of the blame, but I've been trying to hold back.  I couldn't land this nonsense anywhere.  I've been stolen from my esteem.  I don't wanna be bugged by the people talking to me in my room nor my parents!  This isn't the 1-way ticket out.  If you don't like me and just be nice to me to act like Johnny Depp, fine, but I can call the police.

I already told myself I had what I needed, but you people keep being the ones to tell me otherwise!