these tears are not from joy...

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camp is over, and for once, i cried... but not because it was over... i cried because melissa talked shit about me behind my back and i heard the whole thing... i know it shouldnt have made me cry like it did, but i went to there group agreeing that we would never be bossy and we would never talk shit about each other behind their backs and there they all were, dishing out how "selfish and overdramatic and depressing" i am and how "i only want to make everyone else feel bad for me" and all that other shit... we made a promise, and they broke it... that hurt more than the words themselves... god here i go again, just talkin about it is makin me cryy again... i gotta go, not happy...

this could be the end of my world*