Listening to: "Loosing My Grip" by Avril Lavigne
Reading: History homework ><
Watching: Degrassi xD
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~Why is it everytime my life gets somewhat better it falls apart again? I don't get it, it's like I have a set fate to have everything go wrong. Crap keeps on happening, it never gets better, and instead of fixing it I'm only making it worse. It's like no one wants to listen to my problems for many reasons. How I act in general, how much they hate me, and every other reason there could be. This past first week of school was hell for me and on top of that I was freaking out almost everyday. Acting like some crazy bipolar bitch who can't make up her mind. First day, why was it the first person I see walking in the commons is him. Second day was better, got to hang out and play games during lunch. Third day, that's when it really started crashing. She showed up and was there the intire time, hugging, kissing, being happy with him. And I lost it, seeing them, when I wasn't supposed to, it hurt alot. And I don't knwo what I was thinking but I went around to all my friends and had them tell me what they hated about me, things they would never say to me up until now, when I made them. And what they had to say, that really hurt, before I had no idea they thought those things of me and it makes me ask myself, "Are they really my friends?" or do I just tell myself that to feel better. So that I could have a group I belong in... Fourth day, she wasn't there but I still flipped out during lunch and acted all weird because he was sitting a table away. And by the fifth day I gathered up the courage to go up to him, only to have him tell me to "Stay the fuck away." He would even listen to me, wouldn't care, wouldn't ever. And before I knew it, I'm being accused of "stalking" by her just for going up to him and asking to talk. And yesterday, I snapped again, I told her off and then got a new sn and IMed him and without thinking I said a lot of things I shouldn't have. A lot of things, I'll never mean. But what choice did I have? Now I regret everything, and I want to go back. Back to when I was in Kansas and start over from there. But I know no matter how much I want it, it'll never happen. I fucked up, again.. again... and there's no going back. What do I do, what do I say, I just can't let go... just can't. I just want him to listen, just listen. I know I have no standing chance, I know. But all I asked for to start with was his friendship, that's all. Asking him to care is like asking for my dead dad to come back alive... it's never gonna happen, never.