go yonder down to the edge of the world; do me a favour and please fall off, sir.

SHUTUP
SHUTUP
SHUTUP.

stop talking to me. stop influencing me.
SHUT UP.

i hate being a child.
i hate being so forgiving and little and helpless and stupid and ignorant.
but i can't help it.
i hate the way i keep changing like the seasons too.
waiting for the better me to come back =/