Monday, April 8, 2013

*singing* FUUUCK MYYY LIIIIIFE.

Yes, it once again time for one of THOSE blogs.

The ones we all know drove her away. Her. That little.... thing that ruined me just as bad as a certain trombone player did. Sigh.

I have to face it all tomorrow. And to be perfectly honest, I just want to fucking scream when I'm with that group. Scream how much she hurt me, how I do cut and that I don't feel safe because no one will understand and cut me off because of the cuts on my arms. All I want to do is run when I'm with them.

But like always, I'll sit in the corner, pretending I care. Pretending I'm happy to be there, that I'm cold so I don't have to take off my jacket so no one sees who I really am. Nothing but being someone I'm not for two whole fucking hours. -.- I expect to be pushed over the edge tomorrow. But I am not going to give in without some sort of fight. I just don't want to deal with it. I'm so much happier WITHOUT that group. Without being forced to- Oh crap I forgot I had homework I was supposed to do that at the moment I can't access! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ugh. Rant over. Maybe. I don't care if you were the one who left the comment, or if you read this. You deserve the truth, unlike what I got.

-Katie

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