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its my last day here. and im kind of happy about it. i get to leave the people here. like they might be cool sometimes. but then after all theyre only people. and people tend to piss me off time to time. like theyre all basically pathetic. they need to pick on someone to feel better about them selves. and when they get picked on their actions are plain and simple. they either cry about it or get violent. some are able to talk about it. and yeah today im the bitch whos going to cry about it. and if i had drugs ill probably be doing them right now. because im that disgusted about life in general.
so people kept calling me gay. for like the past week. im not fucking gay. its not fucking funny. so knock it off. i dont even want to give it a try and say it to their face. because ill probably scare them. i wouldnt mind hurting them either. like fucking burn their dog. stab their knee. hit them in the face. cut their shins. hit them in the back with a baseball bat. anything. rip off their fingernail. they just dont understand. sure it might be funny. and go on and laugh about it. because if i do kill myself its your fucking fault. some people might be sad. and if they read this and understand that YOU were the cause of it. they will fucking hate you. and youll be hated forever and ever and ever
so people kept calling me gay. for like the past week. im not fucking gay. its not fucking funny. so knock it off. i dont even want to give it a try and say it to their face. because ill probably scare them. i wouldnt mind hurting them either. like fucking burn their dog. stab their knee. hit them in the face. cut their shins. hit them in the back with a baseball bat. anything. rip off their fingernail. they just dont understand. sure it might be funny. and go on and laugh about it. because if i do kill myself its your fucking fault. some people might be sad. and if they read this and understand that YOU were the cause of it. they will fucking hate you. and youll be hated forever and ever and ever