Trigger Warning: Suicide and Bullying
You meet bad people in your life, all the time. Being loved by everyone is just unrealistic. In the end in society, it always comes down to values.
I met someone who was very unkind to me. He valued his status socially over being perceived as kind. He told me to kill myself. So instead I’m doing this.
To anyone being bullied. I am sorry. Your interests aren’t stupid. You don’t need to be perfect at everything you do and please don’t give people like this the satisfaction of knowing they hurt you.
To that mess of a human being that hurt me repeatedly.
I hope I succeed.
I hope you look at me and think that bitch did nothing to gain what they have.
I hope you live your life jealous of me for the rest of your existence.
I am going to write until my fingers bleed.
Sing until my throat turns raw.
Speak until I am heard.
I will write essays on why I am worth it. I will take your words and spin them into a phenomenon. I will heal wounds and create skies.
Careful
you are dealing with a phoenix.
I will not die.
I will burn.
About the Creator
Illusive
I like to write for fun and I am gonna be posting short stories and old excerpts on here! I would really love if you would give my stories a read!


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