Don't Read This If You Don't Want To Hear Me Bitch

[bimisfitshair]

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(Don't Read This If You Don't Want To Hear Me Bitch).

I'm going crazy.
I have psycho mood swings, and I feel like shit 80% of the time.

I don't want to go to school anymore.

I am positive that music is what I will grow up to do and make money with.

I just want to get by and be okay.

I really just miss being okay.

I miss my best friends.
I miss my real friends.
I miss my gone friends.

Taylor.
Celia.
Amanda.
Lara.
And about 8 other people that I wish I could just scream into the face of to let them know how I feel and then spend at least two straight days with.

I don't want this routine anymore.

Why is this required.

I quit.

If I ran away, I would be hapier.

All I need is music and the people I care about.

And it would be nice to have somewhere to stay.
Anybody?

I'm just sick of smiling and laughing and tricking everyone into thinking I'm fine.

I don't want to act anymore
(I say this but tomorrow will be just like every other day, I will fake mediocrity).

Sometimes I wish I could just beat the fucking face off of someone.
And then I take it back and wish I could just make a living with music.
That'd be better.

I just need to rescue myself.

If you see me, if you talk to me, don't ask how I am, I will smile and say, "fine" or "okay" or "good."

That's a lie.
But I can't help it.

Just be sure that you know it's a lie.