(a bit of real-life reality on this blog for once)
To all my exes, stalkers, haters, and so on: It’s easy to love/hate me (I’m like Obama). If you did me wrong, no worries, I forgive you, but that doesn’t mean I’ll like you. Life is beautiful, and your hurt has made me better than I ever was. And while it makes me sad to think how you scared me, disrepected me, or treated me with disregard….I’ve been through much worse. Being dead for four minutes dead kinda does that to a person <off podium>.
– The mouthy girl in the wheelchair
