Fuck My Life.
So. I'm really upset, but I'll get to that in a minute.
I went to the emergency room yesterday, because it hurt my left side to sit/ breathe/ be alive.
My sister and I were waiting there for 2 hours before I got bored and signed myself out and we left.
So I don't know what was wrong, and I really don't care.
If the pain comes back, I'm going back to the emergency room.
Now to the reason I'm really upset.
I understand that everyone is excited for prom, but I seriously think people at school or ANYWHERE need to take into consideration the people who aren't going who really wanted to but are too poor to go and couldn't find a fucking date.
I'm sorry that I'm getting really pissed, but I am.
If people start talking to me about how excited or happy they are about prom, I'm going to bust a cap.
I'm sick of this shit.
The night of this fucking dance, I'll be punching walls.
Or hanging myself in my closet.
So shut the fuck up and just let me forget about it.
Maybe drugs are the way to go.
I don't know.
But fuck life.
I went to the emergency room yesterday, because it hurt my left side to sit/ breathe/ be alive.
My sister and I were waiting there for 2 hours before I got bored and signed myself out and we left.
So I don't know what was wrong, and I really don't care.
If the pain comes back, I'm going back to the emergency room.
Now to the reason I'm really upset.
I understand that everyone is excited for prom, but I seriously think people at school or ANYWHERE need to take into consideration the people who aren't going who really wanted to but are too poor to go and couldn't find a fucking date.
I'm sorry that I'm getting really pissed, but I am.
If people start talking to me about how excited or happy they are about prom, I'm going to bust a cap.
I'm sick of this shit.
The night of this fucking dance, I'll be punching walls.
Or hanging myself in my closet.
So shut the fuck up and just let me forget about it.
Maybe drugs are the way to go.
I don't know.
But fuck life.