Sep 18, 2004 17:36
Sum one please kill me now... I feel relle sick... I'm so worried... i dont like this any more... I'm sick of it all... im sick of the worthless apoligies i have to throw around... im sick of crying my self asleep... im sick of having to hide every thing... im sick of wishing i was gone... i wish i didnt want to run far from my problems as possible... im sick of sitting here day after day wishing to have him back... im sick of making sure my friends are relle my friends... and you kno i shuld kno who my friends are... im sick of school... im sick of everything... i hate every person... and last night was oh so joyful... 4 men getting out of a car acting like they were going to beat the shit out of me and my friends... im also sick of tricking myself into thinking he likes me too... im sick of pretending... im sick of being sick... im sick of the sun... im sick of the dark... im sick of being alone... im sick of being totured from the moment i walk in my door... im sick of pretending to like everyone... im sick of hearing the insults from my own friends... its not like they mean it that way... or is it... im fucking sick of being called im fucking fat... and im sick of being told im ugly... so befor you talk to me kno that im willing to kill you right now... all of you are sick, twisted bastards...
your first true love,
kayla