Burned

Surprisingly relevant, prophetic even, considering how old this must be. Maybe 2006?

An island, I exist on my own. Complete within myself. I alone hold the key to my happiness. I have need of no one, and no one needs me. As long as it's fun is how long things should last. When the ship is sinking, don't waste time bailing out water. Jump overboard and swim. We stick things out too long, caring too much. Masochistic tendencies drive us to based our lives around trying to please other people, to try to be there for them, forgetting to please ourselves. Forgetting to be there for ourselves. Pleasing nobody. Looking after everyone else, we stand neglected by all.

Twice burned, thrice shy. Roll with the punches, move fast, get out.