New Year's Resolutions

Well, today I've been spoken with a friend of mine, and I told her about all the sequence of what happened this monday-tuesday morning and, um, I guess it's not the right time.
We both know THERE'S GOING TO BE A RIGHT TIME, but obviously is not now, what I want now is revenge.
Revenge because I'm so full of anger, for the people who treated me like shit when I was bad and desperate, for not caring about me at all, and the best that I can do to get my revenge is so simple.
I WILL CLOSE YOUR FUCKING MOUTH.
I will do the things right now, I will be the best on everything,
I will be "a PERFECT human being part of this fucking society"
Because seriously, if you're not one, WAIT A MINUTE, you don't have feelings, and your mental health is fucking WORTHLESS.


FUCK ANXIETY
FUCK PANIC ATTACKS
FUCK PARENTS
FUCK MENTAL HEALTH
FUCK PEOPLE
FUCK SELF HARM, SUICIDAL TENDENCIES, DEATH.
AND MOST IMPORTANT, FUCK THE WORLD.


But oh no, I will take the fucking pills but I will not forget about the parties on the weekends, those are the precious moments of my worthless life.

BECAUSE EVERYTHING IS SO GODDAMN BORING.
ALL THE FUCKING TIME.
BORING!


So I will continue drinking, partying, and BEING ON FUCKING PSYCHO-WHATEVER PILLS.
I will come back to my fucking therapist, take my fucking pills, WORK, study, try hard, go to fucking gym, starve myself to death, KEEP DOING THE SHIT I LIKE BECAUSE I DON'T GIVE A GOD DAMN FUCK ABOUT ANYTHING, but HEY, I WILL DO THE "THINGS" RIGHT.

Obviously it's not my time yet, but uh . . . You better run faster than my bullet that day.
ALL OF YOU.
I will not leave this fucking world without having some fun, HELL NO.


But, hey, I have time, I still young, so . . . let's think about  the future now, shall we?