Shut the fuck up Erica. Turn the music louder to drown out your stupid words, sat attempts, blubbering simpering idiocy. It’s not worth listening to its not worth the air you breathe.
Noone wants to look at you. Noone. You aren’t worth a glance, a smile, a frown, or anything. You don’t exist.
You touch something and make it worse for your presence, a soda? Undrinkable. A phone? Might as well replace it, it’s ruined now.
You can’t do good, you can’t fix your mistakes. Just fade out, and stop bothering the world.