I'm method acting a crazy person

This year I stopped being a person. I don't care about stuff anymore. Nic wrote a lot in his testimony about how my posting on Instagram has ruined his life (and he cited my posting specifically, how it's not retaliation I don't know. Report this cunt, it's a private blog you can't find without searching for me specifically.) He barely made the credit hours to stay registered as a student. He doesn't go to Joe's anymore. This is exactly how ridiculous it reads on paper, and it's just so funny. Like it sounds exactly as stupid because he's trying to claim a trauma that isn't his. He never saw his mom for the first time after a week in the ward and noticed how clearly she hadn't slept. I wish I died when I overdosed on Xanax. When I first posted on Instagram, I was afraid people would define me by my experiences. Now I want them to. I can't see myself as anything but this and it drives me insane. I can't stop thinking about it because I can't make sense of it because it doesn't make sense, and that doesn't make sense either. The world beat something out of me this year. 

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