The “mean girls” (such a cliche, I know) were spreading rumors about me today..all just because they don’t like me. The sad part is, I used to consider them some of my best friends. They told EVERYONE I suck dick. People kept asking if I did all day. It was horrible. People called me a whore & a slut in the hallyways. They said things like “Classy, not trashy..right Shannon?” I’ve never done anything to them. I hate them. I hate them all. People like them are the reason I drink & smoke & cut myself! They might as well just tell me to kill […]
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You can't make a rainbow without a little rain.. "Well a rainbow can't come in a storm!!" ^Probably the realest thing I've heard..;p
I had stopped cutting & was actually doing much better with my..ex-boyfriend. Until he broke my heart:/ 6 months & 23 days of my life..gone. He’s gotten so bad..he got kicked out of school for drugs & he’s ruining everything for himself. I don’t think he knows how to stop..and it scares me. I have no concerns about myself at the moment. I love him even though he pretty much hates me:/ I want what’s best for him.. any ideas on how to get through to him?:/
So my boyfriend thought it’d be cute to smoke weed in school on Tuesday. & then Wednesday he got caught messing with a bowl, then they searched him & found spike. So now he’s suspended for five days, 3-5 pass, a formal hearing here they’ll probably kick him out of school & drug rehabilitation..this sucks..
My first counseling appointment is tomorrow morning..any ideas on what the doctor will do? Like, what kind of questions she’ll ask me?..
Soo..today is mine & my boyfriend’s one month anniversary..I know it doesn’t seem like much, but we’ve actually been together since October 5th..That’s about 5 & a half months<3
I may not be IN love with him (yet), but I definitely love him..he means the world to me. I'm just saying, I think there's someone special out there for everyone that can help you get through whatever it is you're going through just like he's helping me..(:
-Shannon;*
I hate being pitied. Just those sympathetic looks people give me. Or when they pass by me in the hall and ask “How are you feeling?” & “Are you okay??” I’m feeling terrible & no, I’m not okay. Not that you’d know either way. I can fake a smile just as easy as I can fake my life. Don’t try & act like you understand me, no one does. I’ve made it this far already withOUT you, realize that. I don’t need your pity-_-
^What I wish I could say.
This is my first time posting lol.. So..Thursday I brought alcohol to school & my “friends” snitched on me. They also snitched on how I was planning on getting high on Friday night & how I cut myself..There’s soo many things I could say as to why I think “my life sucks” but there’s no use;p Keep in mind I’m only 14 lmao..but anyone wanna talk?