*WARNING LONGEST STORY + RANT EVER ABOUT FIGHT WITH FAKE FRIENDS*
So once again I am taken advantage of and treated like shit for it. I try to be a good person and this is what I get. So I was friends with four girls, their initials are S,M,ME, and E, because i don’t want to use their real names. I was friends with them for almost a year and I noticed that even at lunch, M stopped talking to me. And a few days later, E told me M said “I need to talk to you about Tara, I am so done with her […]
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I’m not really wanted here at my home, my town, or my school. People even say it to me. Everyone seems to be strait up with me. Like “No one even likes you here, just leave already.” “If you take all of your medication and die no one would even care.” I mean like, I ignore them. But I can see why they don’t like me, I don’t even like me. Haha. I’m ugly, I’m too quiet, I never talk, I’m weird, I stare too much, I try to be smart in school (but get judged for it), my whole life revolves around my dead […]
I used to be the most popular (I hate that word) girl in my school. & in the whole district. For all good reasons though. Like I am a fun person to be around & I’m just a good person. I have two groups of friends.. Well I had two groups of friends. The one group is all bitches & their cheerleaders & the other one is all basketball players.. Even tho I don’t play I still fit in. But in the cheerleader group I was friends with the one girl who was really annoying & one time we went to camp together & we […]
A week of coincidences. Those unhappy bitches just never let up. Every time I take a step aside, there they emerge, out of nowhere. Every time I do particular things, either intentionally or unintentionally, no matter what the outcome is. Much like someone trying to tell me:  Stick to the same route, or you know you’ll regret it. It STILL has me wondering, who is behind the wheel of my life? I only know it ain’t me.
I’ve been sleeping badly this past week. I don’t even know if I’ve been sleeping at all. It could be that drinking 10 cups of coffee in a day until […]
im dead now
My family are all two-faced bitches! If only i had known sooner, i would have never had anything to do with them, although they caused me loads of problems from 2008-2010 so i don’t know why the hell i didn’t come to terms sooner, i’m most likely retarded… All i know is i hate them!
Dad: well outa anger he once hit me cuz apparently my voice when i sing is shitty?? but he keeps my sister away from me and he trusts me so im allowed to a lot more compared to being with my mom
Mom: works/goes clubbing/or goes outa the house
Sister: beats me/ does no chores/ hangs with her friends/ bitches and complains cuz no one will do her stuff for her
me: at my moms i do house work/ protect my sister/ cook/ do homework/ help my sister do her homework/ play with my sister/ and then go to sleep when she figures out how […]
is full of people. but many i met have all turned against me. there is something wrong with me…BUT IDK WHAT IT IS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i always had these thoughts of how i know this is not me everything happens for a reason right? well my thought now is if i never moved from california to idaho i would be sweet and innocent but im not….im actually a ***** but people dont see that…especially people here on SP. for example someone was joking around with me in class yesterday and i didnt think of that til i came unglued that he talked to me…SEE WHAT I MEAN???????? […]
Well this is it the end of the line for me at only 15 year old and I can’t naturally smile or laff I’m now an alcoholic and a drug abuser messed up and I hear voices in my head so I am going to end it before I turn into a phsycho ***** and kill someone if I kill me then it won’t be a big deal I have no family or friends will anyone realise I’m dead I don’t know and don’t care I have got to the point where I don’t care if I live or die it will feel the same […]
i can never seem to please people,noone really cares,i piss people off for just being alive,but deep inside, theres two sides of me,a little part of me that wants people to be happy and do something to help them out, but when it aint good enough or they dont care,the other part of me wants to piss them off,the fact that they would never last a day in my shoes, past and present, makes me stronger, makes me smarter because i knew and know how to survive.if i was them, i would be dead from being murdered or something els,if being alive didnt piss people […]
i follow every single rule in place for me, why can i get out of the fucking system? then you get these lucky bitches who get off and they are in no shape or place to be and they go and do drugs or illigal shit,while im working my ass off, i want to run far away,but the only people that would even look for me is the cops,im 21 years old,i feel like a slave, slaves had to fight for there freedom to and thats exactly what im doing,i want so much in life that the average person that walksd past me gets, that […]
It’s been awhile since I’ve posted…My holiday season was relatively calm..as I took off from work, and was off from school…mostly drama free except the ever present arguments with the asshole I’m forced to relate to as his daughter. But I digress.
School is back in full swing…in addition to more drama at work (seriously, I work with a bunch of 50 year old catty bitches in a freaking cafeteria…)
Needless to say, I’m already stressed the fuck out…looking for jobs, internships, working, going to school, dieting (i have a wedding to attend in june…needing to lose weight), and attempting to maintain my end of relationships. I’ve […]
i drag myself from my bed, from the warmth of my room, from the safty of my house. and go to what i call my living hell. i pull up. park my car take a deep breath and put a fake smile on my face. all i think is i dont belong in the day light. i walk through the halls full of liers and perverts, bullies and bitches and think to myself. i cant wait for college.
walking down the hall. my music blasting.. i look up.. and see your eyes.. the eyes that i used to love. and now every time i look into […]
Its how I feel most of the time. I want to say I just feel stupid most of the time but that’s not the word I’m looking for. I’m extremely hard on myself and reaching out for help is something I hardly ever do. I guess you could say I’m the type who always offers to help ((even people I don’t know)) but never actually asks for help myself especially when I need it. I try to help people as best I can on this site by offering to listen to them, but I feel as if no one will listen to me ((on and […]