so much has been happening to me. its like a roller coaster ride. but more dangerous. i keep crying and i cant stop. even if i want to. the tears just keep spilling. life is so unfair. why do we have to live by the rules? and not just how we’d like to? our government is corrupt. going to a dr visit cost hundreds of dollars while nothing is done. school cant teach anymore. not enough funding. people lying, stealing, cheating. when did it become like this?? or has it always been this way? maybe it has. and people are either opening their eyes now […]
so i have not talked about myself really. and i guess i will now, since im really bored right now. my name is Gabby. im 16, gonna be 17 in april. i live by chicago. i moved here from lithuania when i was 9. i wouldnt want to live in any other counry, but i would really wanna live in either San Francisco or Las Vegas. ive never been to either of those places but they seem very unique. my favorite color is pink. i love art. i watch a ton of movies all the time. im still a sophmore. i have strong beliefs in human rights. […]
Lately I have been very frustedated at everything. Like every little noise or unneccissary movement ticks me off. And I feel like I wanna punch them in the face to make them stop. I’m being a ***** to a lot of people. I’m not trying to on purpose but that’s just the way it comes out I can’t help it. I really do not get why I’m like thIs. Ill fo throught periods of time when I’m fine and then times where I’m supEr frusterated at everything around me. Maybe I’m bipolar???? That would be weird. I don’t know what to really do right now […]
Okay so the thing is that my best friend is upset because the person she’s in a relationship with screwed her over and I see how badly upset she is. So the next day I text her and I get no response so I keep texting and calling because I was worried and I care a lot. So later in the day the person my friends dating texts me saying to stop flipping shit and that its not my job to care and blah blah blah. And that really hurt. They have no right to tell me who I can or can’t care about. Like […]
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