I hate ranting, but i’ll do it anyways. Okay~i hate it when i’m sick at home during school days and i had to go through many convos.this times. 3 .stupid convos in a fricking row! No, not about “get well” or “please take care” or “why weren’t u at school.” But it was about, getting someones phone number after already asking it like 3 times already. two; raging at me for not going to school and how ‘this’ person didn’t miss me and how i just wanted to skip the test. (yesh , jap test.) and three; my close friend of mine (guy) randomly tells me that ‘this girl in my horrible past’ is now his wifey~ this all happened in 10 minutes. FML
Sigh~ i’m not usually like this, cause if i tell anyone…things get out and they don’t listen or care cause they’re too busy with something else. They’d rather keep talking and try to pretend not see ’a girl in particular’ crying her heart out. Yes.That ‘girl’ was me. The ‘strong-funny-brave-confident-carefree-bubbly-clumsy’ tiffy was indeed crying. I really am dealing with…….problems. Girls hating me, rumors….why can’t people just open their eyes and just..see the person i am.not just judge of what other hear and even though all of this is in my past and…will be my future, i can’t stop thinking about it.remembering it.replaying it. No one will ever be able to help me over come these stupid memories….
I thought,joining youth would help me...make friends and be confident. It's not happening anymore cause my 'best guy' friends wifey is now there! Yes, she asked me to go get her more friends to know, i did. It wasn't enough. She told me to go find more. FYI ,I aint your slave~ I hate to pretend i killer LIKE you. but seeing you brings out my past. the past you were apart of , that slowly killed me......very...slowly.
cbf to finished.
i really hate it when i type all my problems for everyone to see, but i can’t just help wonder why….my fingers can’t stop typing.
I wonder why i’m even posting this.ty for even reading apart of my ‘not so magical’ fariytale.
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