if i cant be snippy, i may as well be a mute.

i wonder why people tolerate me, why they let me get away with shit they wouldnt let anyone else do – is it because they pity me for simply not knowing, naive (and intoxicated, for the most part), stumbling around aimlessly and blindly? is it because im cute?

i can think so highly of myself sometimes.

i put myself on a pedestal, holding true to my heart that i have priority on rights – and i deserve to have what i want. maybe its my only child syndrome outshining itself, making me feel like i always need to be the center of attention.

if we were still following the code of hammurabi, i probably would have been put to death a long time ago (or at least, my tongue cut out – i clearly welcome myself speaking out of turn, and ive been told i write letters that ruin egos and break hearts).

take what you can from this – to each their own.

maybe a bitch will always be a bitch. maybe im just a spoiled, self-serving narcissist that reeks of privilege.

GFY, fleur