Found this on DA and loved it. Credit to the artist, please. <3

So apparently I am unstable and unable to sustain a relationship. Add spoiled brat into the mix and you've got one fucked up kid who gets most everything she wants.

Recipe for destruction with this one.

My summer's gone okay. Listening to Lollapalooza on XM radio. Saving up to go with the best bud and best bud's little sister next year.

Working. Even though it's not a good environment for my health. I never should have started working there anyways. It's not good for mine, and it's not good for the employees there.

I've led a good life, and most of them haven't. It's difficult to act sincere.

It's also difficult to act like I care because frankly I don't. Is that bad that I have no sympathy whatsoever for those who are less off than me and like to talk about it? Is it wrong that I hold no emotion towards almost all of my extended family?

I have my immediate family and a couple (well, one or two) good friends and I am completely satisfied with that. I don't need family to make myself feel complete.

What the hell. Maybe I'll never get married, lose all my friends, and be the crazy old woman who lives next door to Mr. USA and his perfect little family and amuse myself by terrifying his children and having my dogs pee on his wife's flowers. Maybe then I'll be satsified with my life.