There are a lot of grammar mistakes. Just like me. A mistake. That's what I am to people. You can identify as however you want. You can be "the leader" or "bisexual", but I know that you aren't that.

You're just a person who's trying.

And that matters. Everything on earth was built with that kinda stuff you have.

But I have to live knowing that I'm dispensable. What can justify my birth mother leaving me alone? What can justify my birth father deciding I wasn't worth keeping? What can justify my own errors? All the people I've murdered just by not saying the right thing? Just by doing nothing?

What justifies he necessity of my distractions or interactions?

Whatever justifies this, I cannot comprehend.