Here’s a rant. Herp Derp Derp

I need to get the hell out of here.
Friend #1 called the cops on me and told them some lie about me wanting to do some murder-suicide shit to my boyfriend. I got mad at her, and she told everyone around me that lie. Because how dare I get upset, how dare I swear at her for calling the cops out of nowhere and in the middle of the night.
Now my neighbors think i’m a danger to their children and call them inside everytime I leave my house.

Then there’s Friend #2. He walks up to me at work, accompanied by his buddy, and tells me that I should get over my boyfriend already. Because my boyfriend is totally over me, hes moved on from our 3 year relationship after about 2 weeks, hes already seeing someone else. I started hyperventilating and tearing up after hearing this and Friend #2’s buddy starts laughing at me. I mean full on laughing. Friend #2 leaves and later asks me why i got mad that his buddy was laughing.

On top of that shit, Friend #1 was my co-worker. Big emphasis on was. Because as soon as little old me got mad at her for, you know, lying to the police, she quit. Now i’m screwed at work. We used to split the night shifts, now she’s gone so I have to do all night shifts. I literally work, sleep, and catch a ride to work. That’s all I have time for.

If I quit my job, i’d fuck over my ONE co-worker. Yes, that crazy *****, Friend #1 quit even though we only had 2 other employees.

I just want to sleep and not wake up to this nightmare that is my life. Things were shitty before this crap happened. And now..my god. I don’t understand what’s wrong with me. I’ve known Friend #1 for 15 years now, since I was 5. She’s done fucked up shit before. I told myself that she was young and stupid, and that nothing like that would happen again. She did much worse this time.
And oh. I didn’t even mention my other “friend” that i’ve known for 15 years. When I was having trouble with my boyfriend last January, she was trying to fuck him. And no, she wasn’t trying to screw him because she thinks he’s attractive. She was trying to screw him because he’d just bought a car.

Yes folks, one of my two “best friends” tried to fuck my boyfriend, while the other has now told everyone I know that I was planning to murder him.

You know what the fun part is? I’m stuck working in the town where I went to highschool, so I get to see everyone I know on a monthly basis. And I do mean everyone. They walk past the tiny enclosed area where I work and ask me about all this crazy shit. And it doesn’t matter what I say, because they’ve already heard the lies. They all think i’m crazy. No matter what I say, they all have that sympathetic look on their face. Like I’m some sad, lost puppy that they can’t help.

Sometimes i’m mad and sometimes I just don’t care. I just want to take something to make me completely numb so I can leave all this behind without feeling guilt or anger. I already have a rough plan of what to do to end things. But I keep forgetting that when you’re dead nothing else will matter. I should stop worrying and just do it already I guess.

Well, hope this was entertaining to someone. Or something. I don’t know