cheer the fuck up emo kid
The last couple of days I’ve felt really down and I have no idea why, like at any moment I’d burst out in to tears. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. It’s not that time of the month. One top of it the last four or five weeks I’ve just felt…utterly down. I’ve tried so hard to keep my head in the white, to keep telling myself that there are so many awesome things in my calendar that I need to be excited for and I am to an extent. It just doesn’t seem to be…alright anymore.
I don’t like living here anymore, my flatmates act as if I don’t exist. I say hi in the morning and they pretend I’m not there. They act as if I’m not even a friend I’m just nothing, I’m just not there. They walk past me in lectures and classes as if I don’t exist at all. I’m getting sick of it.
I just want to go home now.
Yet I can’t. I can’t be a disappointment. “You’re the one that’s amounted to something.” As horrible as it sounds my sister hasn’t done much with her life. My parents tell me their counting on me to do something with mind.
I can’t let them down. I need to make them proud.
File this under, too little sleep, over emotional and too much time to think.
I don’t like living here anymore, my flatmates act as if I don’t exist. I say hi in the morning and they pretend I’m not there. They act as if I’m not even a friend I’m just nothing, I’m just not there. They walk past me in lectures and classes as if I don’t exist at all. I’m getting sick of it.
I just want to go home now.
Yet I can’t. I can’t be a disappointment. “You’re the one that’s amounted to something.” As horrible as it sounds my sister hasn’t done much with her life. My parents tell me their counting on me to do something with mind.
I can’t let them down. I need to make them proud.
File this under, too little sleep, over emotional and too much time to think.