People Can’t Handle Me

They really can’t. They can’t stand for me to be happy. You know what happened yesterday, and I really began to think that Trevor likes me. So I gave him that gift bag today. But then I get home, and my mom gives me my phone. There is a message pulled up on it, and it’s from one of my friends. It says: Trevor said that you are fuckin ugly as hell you mother fucker so leave me the fuck alone you ugly ass *****. She also said that his friend, Jacob said it. Well, see, here’s the thing. I found out recently that she doesn’t like me. And I haven’t even talked to Jacob in a long time, so I know that he didn’t say that. And I know that Trevor didn’t say that. Honestly, I didn’t put anything on the card that would make him say that. So, with all of these things in place, I KNOW that Trevor didn’t say that. So, I’m going to keep on talking to him-wait. Oh God. She’s probably going to start a rumor that I said something about him. Oh my God. You know what? I don’t care. For once, I don’t give a flying fuck. I mean, I know that he didn’t say that, so everybody else can go jump off a cliff. Kendall probably said that he said that, anyway. I just don’t care.