“So whats the point? I forgot how its like to smile and mean it for more than 2 hours. I forgot how its like to be a lovely person, if that ever happened. I forgot how it feels to live and like it. Now I just exist. Or nearly so. So tell me whats the point of living a life pretending a smile every fucking hour of your day, pretending to be so fucking nice and adorable just for them to like you and accept you into their group that you dont really need, and pretending to live, plus pretending to yourself that YOU ARE REALLY LOVING to live this way. Whats the point? Tell me about it and Ill tell you why Im so fucking ME, but it doesnt mean that Im really fucking proud of this. Make me understand me as I try to do the same.”
