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look at me, im sitting here in my room a friday night with bloodshoted eyes, tears running down my cheeks. waiting for the day to end. reading other peoples blogs, looking at their facebook pictures, laughing, having fun with their friends.. Im so jeaulus.. I probebly shouldnt complain, people get raped or murdered every day in this world. And all i do is sit around and crying because im so freaking lonely, a world is waiting outside my windows but im afraid to explore it. Is such a coward. I hate it, I hate this world, i hate my life, i hate this room and I hate myself. cuts doesnt hurt me anymore, it has no purpuse, but why do i keep doing it? i dont know… All i know that im selfish son of a bitch who blames the world for being forever alone. God damn it! I dont want this anylonger„ what did God think when he made me ( if there is any God at all, which i do not belive in) Oh i know! lets make a miserble girl with no friends and a ugly face, and on top of that, lets make her shy, immature, and then we are gonna give her bad self esteem. Im such a loser. I dont know what to do, Also! im not good at anything, so i cant keep myself entertained with that, Im not good in school, i cant draw, i cant sing, i cant play an instrument, i cant write, im not good at any sports, im lazy, I cant even get a boyfriend or fall in love. Why does everything have to be so hard, why cant i be happy for once? Im tired of being alone, stuck in this room„ i hate my room, here is where i spend all my time when im not in school. The walls are starting to getting closer, im trapped. And the longer im in here the more lazy i get.
well, fuck this, im going to bed. Peace out.
No, im not gonna cry on my birthday. I wont let me. I should be happy, I am happy. Yeah sure, im happy. See my smile?
FUCK EVERYONE IN THIS WORLD
so, tomorrow I turn 15. Yay. I should be happy? right.. In a way i am, who doesnt like to get presents?? but yeah, i dont want to grow up. I dont want to have responsibilities and shit like that. But I cant wait to end 9th grade and leave this shithole, start high school, make some new friends, new enviroment. New people. I seriusly need a change. I hate my class. No one understands me, everybody calls me stupid, retarded, idiot, blonde.. IM NOT EVEN BLONDE?? IM FREAKING BRUNETTE?! And everyone is like, WHAT? are you 14?? Like, yeah, you where 14 two months ago? Like shut up. Please. Everyone talks about cars and shit and then i come and like, i can have sex legally?. HAh, they just laugh at me and tease me because im 14. First, i was okay, who cares. Then like okay not funny any more and now im like SHUT THE HELL UP YOU UGLY HOE! Okay maybe im exaggerating a bit but yeah.
OKAY BYE. This was a lame text, please dont read. huh.
