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Okay, it's time to write.
Where do I even start? So much, it seems, to be going down more and more.
So, along my path of discouragement and somewhat regret of moving to a state that I've always disliked, I've realized that the shitty people in the world are everywhere.
So much more bitter than ever before, which I really didn't think was possible.
The men in the world are seriously idiotic, the girls aren't that far away and I just want to scream.
I want to go home.
But where is home?
My parents are moving to Kentucky. From California. Which is good for them.
I feel like my whole life, I've been running away. I just want to continue on doing it too. Fuck staying in one place, make friends, then get fucked.
Fuck being open with my life with other people that won't give a shit about me down the road.
Fuck people like Ashley, Chris and Nick.
I'm so sick of trying and not getting anywhere.
My success is faux. It seems as though right when I think I'm getting lucky in life, here comes another blow to my confidence.
I've been used, humiliated, hurt, heartbroken, and no more apologies are out of this girl. I do NOT apologize for what I've said in the past. I apologize of how I handle my situations at the time.
Seriously though.
I don't even really apologize for that.
I'm not the shitty person in this. YOU are.
So, now that I know my predicament, what to do now?
No fucking clue, ladies and gents.
No fucking clue.
Where do I even start? So much, it seems, to be going down more and more.
So, along my path of discouragement and somewhat regret of moving to a state that I've always disliked, I've realized that the shitty people in the world are everywhere.
So much more bitter than ever before, which I really didn't think was possible.
The men in the world are seriously idiotic, the girls aren't that far away and I just want to scream.
I want to go home.
But where is home?
My parents are moving to Kentucky. From California. Which is good for them.
I feel like my whole life, I've been running away. I just want to continue on doing it too. Fuck staying in one place, make friends, then get fucked.
Fuck being open with my life with other people that won't give a shit about me down the road.
Fuck people like Ashley, Chris and Nick.
I'm so sick of trying and not getting anywhere.
My success is faux. It seems as though right when I think I'm getting lucky in life, here comes another blow to my confidence.
I've been used, humiliated, hurt, heartbroken, and no more apologies are out of this girl. I do NOT apologize for what I've said in the past. I apologize of how I handle my situations at the time.
Seriously though.
I don't even really apologize for that.
I'm not the shitty person in this. YOU are.
So, now that I know my predicament, what to do now?
No fucking clue, ladies and gents.
No fucking clue.