I don't care who you are, if you judge people for a living then I recommend that you take a long good look at your life because if you are taking that time out of your life to criticize other people for being someone that they want to be then you need to fix yourself. Fix your mind set. Fix the way you see the world because who ever taught you that being yourself is wrong did not teach you right. I will not judge you for wanting to be a different gender. I will not judge you for your beliefs and religions. I will not judge you for the clothes you wear or the music you listen too so why the **** should you be able to judge me? I as so sick of being looked at and automatically labeled. If I wanted to be labeled then I would label myself.

*****
*****
*****
You're such a  ******* *****
Can't you just give your body a break already?
You've had enough guys in you already!
I can't believe you're my *daughter
Daughter
You're a little ****, aren't you?
You sure do get around a lot, don't you?
Haven't you ****** the entire school already?
Come with me, lets go get you tested for *** and STD's
I got you a pregnancy test...
Gotta know if you're going to pop another little **** out

My own mother yells at me, day in and day out
But then proceeds to ask
"Why are you so depressed? (Yells to another person) Awe poor little girl is depressed!"
I was an accident at 17.
she has the audacity to tell me that I can't get pregnant?
Not that I want to.
I want to have the children of those I love, not just someone you "guess will marry, since I have a child"

Sincerely,
Your little *****

To some the world revolves around them,
And nothing else can matter.
They’ll do anything to reach that end,
Including endless idle chatter.

They walk around like “Hey look at me.”
And are only happy when you do.
They’re like an exhibit for all to see,
Like an animal in a zoo.

Nowadays they’re on the net, joining many a site,
And they bully everyone around.
They’ll be on the computer, day and night,
If some attention can be found.

If they start with you, pay them no mind,
It’s the best thing you can do.
I can guarantee their words won’t be kind,
When they start attacking you.

They’re attention ******, as they’re known,
Or trolls as some may say.
They’re like little kids who’ve never grown,
They always have to have their way.

So take my advice, and don’t feed the trolls,
Because they’ll just create a scene.
They are the cyber world’s lost souls,
They are evil and they’re mean.

04-14-16.

Who needs another saint?
Not ***** Holly, she's doing okay
without them. Her ***** is home to many men,
her ******* brought thousands dead to life,
Her mouth and her ***
do miracles! And she always says: I should be saint!
I deserved it, for ******' sake!

Who needs another saint?
Not Jake, a murderer,
no one and nothing can help him.
And he can't help himself. He tried twice,
but he failed. The rope wasn't strong enough.
He hates saints. He says it's them
who make him a sinner. A murderer. He says
they tapped the rope.
Who needs another saint then?

Pope.

They called her an attention ***** for the last time
As she put the gun to her stomach and pulled the trigger.

The fat girl
The bipolar girl
The depressed girl
The nymphomaniac
The airhead blonde
The discarded cheerleader
The broken hearted

The girl who cuts
The girl who cries
The girl who has a eating disorder
The girl who can't help herself
The girl who is always alone
The girl who gets yelled at
The girl who always gets *****

She just wanted love
But this is all she has

She has a cheating boyfriend
She has a horrible father
She has an abusive mother
She has a shattered heart
She has a numb mind
She has a lost hope
She has a sharp knife
She has a loaded gun

I'm sure they just wanted attention. I'm sure they were perfectly fine.
I'm sure they didn't need the helping hand. I'm sure they're just overreacting.

I'm sure she's dead. I'm sure you don't really care.

You call me unhappy, but I'm happier than you,
my wallet is thicker than yours, therefore my smile
is wider.
I don't mind selling my body, we all are ****** in a way,
it just depends on what we do and how long it takes.
I couldn't be happier. No, it doesn't sound wrong.
Which God tells you that? Who taught you to judge?
And why you listen to someone else,
why you don't listen to yourself?

Are you a saint amongst the sinners? No,
You are a sinner, and I am a *****. And therefore
you are a ***** too. We are on the same boat,
going to an unknown land, where no one knows what awaits
and who will score the prize and who not.
The boat is sinking, God has forgotten about us all.
And no one knows how far is the shore.

Soon you'll come to me and ask for a job.

You look surprised that you were gorged
By that little beast, that *****
All along you knew she was a *****
Hell, on her back it's plainly stamped

So now your stuck upon her horns
In her clutches of sharpened thorns
As piece by piece, she'll take you apart
You'll know when she's done, you'll be missing your heart

You put physically beauty, before the beauty in the heart
So you got exactly what you sought

I watch and I snicker
Because your cranium was thicker
Than the words that I said
Not a syllable reached a brain cell in that head

I don't feel a twinge of guilt
You can live in what you built
I'll watch it crumble down
With a smile on my lips, as you are forced to wear that crown

Hi,
I am a *****.

Well,
Not in a literal way
I mean,
According to the dictionary a ***** is a *******
And according to the dictionary a ******* is a woman who sells their self in ****** ways for money

I am a *****

And not because it means *******
but because if someone acts a certain way
or someone thinks in a certain way
then society sees a perfectly acceptable insult as *****

I am a *****

not because I consider myself as such
but because
people seem to classify me based on what they hear

I am a *****

not because I have ever sold myself in a ****** manner for money
but because my best friend's ex seem messages between me and a guy that weren't "Pg-13" enough for him

I am a *****

Although I have never done anything to even remotely fit the definition
Although I enjoy dressing more conservative
Although I wouldn't let someone touch me in a ****** manner unless I really knew and trusted them

Hi,
I am a *****.

because it seems as though most of society is completely uneducated on what a ***** actually is.

Her eyes
Her filthy eyes
see everything.
She knocks down my walls,
the walls that I have spent a lifetime building
"I see you", she says
I tell her to **** herself
She blows me a kiss
and I swat it away like an annoying fly
A normal person would be hurt
by my utter lack of tact
by my blatantly careless demeanor.
But not this girl
Oh, no. Not her.
She dives into my soul
with reckless, wild abandon.
and swims around in my head,
around and around she goes
making me sick and dizzy .
she is like poison in my blood
like some incurable sickness
and I need her love like I need a toothache
Not at all!
She persists like a relapse
like a tornado on a plain
Her eyes
Her filthy eyes
see everything
and I can not hide.