Quite recently, I had a seizure. This seizure kind of threw my mind out of wack, because I remember before passing out thinking about how I didn’t want to die. What really gets to me is that this is sort of the opposite of what I think I want. I always think about how people’s lives would be better without me. Do I subconciously want to live? I have been thinking about this ever since I had the seizure.
I’m really sorry if none of this makes sense.
It’s been two days since my phone has lit up with your name.
It’s been two days since I haven’t talked about my feelings.
It’s been two days since I felt okay.
It’s been two days since I’ve smiled.
It’s been two days since you’ve looked at me.
It’s been two days since I last cut.
It’s been two days since I last cared about paying attention in school.
It’s been two days of endless crying.
It’s been two days since you left me.
It’s been two days that my world has felt out of wack.
It’s been two days too long.
almost every week i get called ugly either once or twice. im a very nice person, i just dont know why people call me such mean names. today this boy really hurt my feelings, he said “your ugly if i called you cute id be lying…” but this same boy keeps asking me to have sex with him and asked me out twice! i know he doesn’t think im attractive but.. that broke my heart and it was in front of the entire class… middle school was hell, my “friend” posted my picture on facebook next to monkeys and ET and EVERYONE commented on it […]
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