e_loveless

i live in a giant white dollhouse.
i have everything i could ever want.
i deserve nothing but the wretched self created misery i bask in.
i can't take criticism. especially when it's coming from a 16 year old who has nothing more to say than "i don't like it. those shots are blurry and awful. they don't work."
how is that helpful in any respect?
i guess i just don't like being ripped apart when i'm hard enough on myself as it is.
i am horridly judgemental, as much as i try to pretend i'm not.
in my head, you are a moron until proven otherwise.
i fall in love with notions.
i daydream incessant.
i play out scenes in my head that i'll never experience.
i wish my life was anything but what i've been thrown.
i fantasize about being beautiful the way most dream of being rich or famous.
i'm brutally honest.
i'm perpetually broken hearted, but i've never been in love.
i expect far too much from those who can't be bothered to deliver.
i like green olives. a lot.
i have big feet and sad eyes.
i've turned myself into a self loathing, socially inept freak.
i eat small children. okay that one way a lie.
but i do smoke way too much pot.
in the bathtub.