Just, tired.

I’m just tired.
I’m just sad.
I’m just angry.
Today at school, some Christian told me i wasn’t going to heaven. Just because i don’t believe in Jesus. I do believe in God, though. But she doesn’t seem to understand that. Then after that, a friend of mine told me she had gone to the guidance office with one of my other friends. Extremely concerned on what happened, i asked why. They told me, it was for me. Some “preps” were talking about me behind my back, during gym today. They were saying that me and my girlfriend weren’t really in love, that we were just confused. They told me that, the girls were saying that i was a cutter and that i was suicidal and all of this stuff. They weren’t even brave enough to tell it to my face. How mature. I told everyone it didn’t bother me. That it didn’t even faze me, that i didn’t care what they said. That it didn’t matter to me what they thought. Then i out on my fake smile, and laughed it off. But, little do they know that, that wasn’t the case. Little do they know, that now I’m in the bathroom, sobbing. Knife in one hand, and pills in the other. I’m ready to die. At least that’s what I’m telling myself. I just don;t know what to do anymore. Maybe I’ll just cut it all away. Who knows. All i know is that I’m hurt, and i’m sad.
I’m just tired.