2; Stop
"What are you doing? Seriously? How old are you, 5?
Stop opening your heart up to people. Stop f*cking doing things for people.
No one's worth it.
The people that you thought were worth it, are obviously - dare I say it?
Not. F*cking. Worth it.
Whether you've trusted 15 or 2, they're not worth it.
Whether they've given you presents or their so called f*cking time; they're not worth it.
You want to be like your heroes, huh?
Pure hearted, nice, kind and all of the above? Well, guess what. Your heroes aren't real f*cking people.
They are the way the are because of how shitty this world really is - they, those perfect human beings that you strive to be would not last a second in our world, in your f*cking shoes. f*ck no would they survive.
so, you know what?
bury your heart in the soil, beneath the earth where no one can touch it. six feet under, where it'll be forgotten about. where no one can f*cking touch you or taint your soul with their f*cking, dirty hands.
You don't need people, no one needs you. you need yourself. that's all.
because in this forsaken f*cking world, no one deserves you. not your kindness, not your smiles, not your words, your voice or hard work. they'd have to be a f*cking high spirit in order to deserve you.
people are going to be nice to your face and as soon as you turn around, they'll smear your existence with their dirty tricks and f*cked up selves.
in the end, when they take what's left of your broken pieces, don't be fooled. they're not picking you up to glue you back together; they're picking you up to throw your remains to the ground. to spit on that dying fire of yours, to step on your entirety. so trust me when I tell you that no one's worth it. not one f*cking person on this damn planet. not. one.
Stop giving them smiles when they don't f*cking deserve it. Stop being nice to them when all they do is stab you repeatedly - blacken your heart with their impurity, their lies, their betrayal. when they f*ck you over, stop forgiving them. why must you f*cking forgive trash like them anyway? why must you "be the bigger person" and let them step all over you? what the f*ck are you?
How old are you again? Like what, 35? So that's enough reason for you to understand me. You've been through so much yet you never f*cking learn. why? what will it take to open up your damn eyes to the vermin that surround you, to feel the venom they pour into you?
...that's right, nothing.
because your heart is pure and your intentions are gold. because your soul will remain a white, stainless silhouette, no matter how many f*ckfaces push you into the mud.
because you're a f*cking idiot, that's why."
my kindness is killing me.
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