You are the last fucking person I want to hear shit from.
If I want to starve myself, fucking let me. It’s my life to ruin, not yours.
I’m a horrible person, that you do not have to tell me, I promise.
I realize it every moment of my life.
You don’t have half of the idea what the fuck goes on in my life right now.
You aren’t there anymore. You don’t have a right to fucking say anything.
But what the fuck ever. I’m the shittiest person alive, tell me something I don’t know.
