Im tired of dealing with all this bull at school. All my friends are depressed for I dont even know what..
Better yet its almost if their aiming it all at me. What the hell did I do?!
Is it because I laugh? I make friends easily? Well.. that you shouldn't even be jealous of.
I make friends easily, sure. But have any of my friends in school realized how long they last?
The longest ones are from kindergarden. But I hardly even hang out with the, And im talking about Dexter and Jasmin. Jasmin is probably my longest friend, but we really didnt hang out much untill..5th grade? So, Really, You guys [loki jaz soapie] are
my longest lasting friends. woopie. 3 years. I guess im starting to understand more now. I guess im not wanted anymore. ive helped out enough
i suppose. literally everytime someone tries to cheer me up, i fake it later. i fake being better. but deep down. I feel it in my guts.
if i didnt have my loving supporting family, i probably would have commited suicide by now. But, Ive realized.. its not that anyone
else is hurting me but my friends. You all make fun of me and think its funny that im claustrophibic, so you decide to poke me and trap
me to no esccape. I laugh and play along, but is it true laughter? And it doesnt help when the people in your first hour either make
it worse for you or just sulk with you. Then theres the fact that my teacher senses it, but with him reminding me, constantly asking,
makes it unbareable. you all think your stupid? I have to stay after school for math class because im such a fucking dumbass. Yippie. fucking. doo.
I at least wish I had my old ss teacher. He mad me happier. He supported me. But his class is on the whole other side of the school.
besides, showing tears of mine to anyone would show weakness in me. I cant do that. If i did that i would be so embarressed, i would probably die. so all of my friends who ask or say Im tough and unbreakable, your wrong. actually, im too much of a wimp to even leave you guys.
Im just tired of the insults and looking down on. litterally. i wish i was fucking taller. which. of course, reminds me. tomorrows wednesday. and every wednesday all the dumbasses scream "lalalalalal HUMBPDAY" which mentally has scared me. I've practically been sexually harrassed. and no one cares. sure i make it seem like its not a big deal, the way i wail about it, but i really do feel offended and awkward. his locker is right down the hall, on the way to my locker. i see him eveyday and it fucking sucks. he [used to] smoke and he f'ed an 18 yr old girl in illinois, left her, told me all about it, then tried to date me. which brings me back to the art class thing. the kid i hate is always saying like inside jokes only him me and the pervert know about. "kittens" because the 18 yr old name was kat.
idk. im just a fucking spoiled brat. im an attention seeker. i know i am. i cant help it. i want you guys to notice me. thats why i wear makeup. thats why i dress in wedges and skinny jeans and straighten my hair. but you know what. no. no more.
//hears the joy of my life time friend and his little sister outside my window while i type this. haah. fuck my life.
And, i know you two know how i feel. youre always saying stuff like "you wouldnt understand." well i do. i really fucking do. and it doesnt help when you know your parents are dumbasses and are practicalling killing themselves. my mothers death is probably going to scar me for life. shes proabably going to get lung cancer and suffocate from lung failure. and she already has heart problems. her sister is a psycopath. like, heres our family, the one who knows how to live like normal people together, we just dont know how to be healthy and avoid drinking/smoking/wasteing money.