I think if I was dead my family would be better off. They could use the 10 K I have for college and they wouldn’t have to take care of me. Plus most of them yell at me/ don’t like me anyway. Not that I give a fuck if they do.
I think if I was dead my family would be better off. They could use the 10 K I have for college and they wouldn’t have to take care of me. Plus most of them yell at me/ don’t like me anyway. Not that I give a fuck if they do.
Fuck life.
That moment when you realize everyone has the same shit in their life as you, and yet you’re the only one who can’t handle it and bitches about it.
I don’t know if I’m ever going to see Allie ever again. Except maybe at graduation parties. But even then, she’s not going to talk to me. I fuckingggggggg hate this. I feel like no one likes me right now, and yet I know that can’t be true. I hate myself. I’m a really hateful person sometimes, apparently. Okay, I’m going to shut up for now.
Projectiles of a high velocity piercing my cranium sounds of a relieving nature at this point in time.
Hello, hello. I’m at a place called Vertigo.