For a string of posts about how I want to die and hate myself and how no likes me.
Also I do believe I'm going to have to severly punish myself.
What am I doing?
What about doing what makes me happy? What about BEING HAPPY? About smiling and losing myself in some fantasy?
oh right. I can't write for shit. I'd like to know HOW MUCH BETTER the stories that won the contest were than mine. Did the judges laugh? I'd laugh. I do laugh while I die on the inside. While I hate my friends, hate Sarah for having so much more potential than me. Hell I HATE EVERYONE BECAUSE THEY ARE BETTER THAN ME.
OH I KNOW LET'S STAY UP LATE AND WRITE ABOUT HOW MUCH WE SUCK! BRILLIANT. ALL THE WHILE YOU EAT A LOT AND THEN DON'T WORK-OUT. YOU'RE A FUCKIN' FAT ASS ALRIGHT. USELESS AND HOPELESS. GIVE UP. STFU. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANYTHING OUT OF YOU.
I'm just a bitch. Gah.
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