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...you bleed just to know your alive.
To bad nothing is like the movies, and everyone hates me.
I bleed just to know I still can.
I hate this place. This town. These people. I wouldn't give a fuck if I got up right now and moved to some other state. I would be so fucking happy. I could change everything... no one would know me there. I could be who ever I wanted to be.. I could make all new friends. I could meet a great guy. It would be perfect anywhere but here. Life will never be perfect if I am still here.
I hate everyone here. I hate their fake smiles. And their hurtful words. Their gossip cirles and their stupid rumors.
Well I'm fucking tired of it. I've had it up to here with all this shit. I'm tired of every girl being prettier than me. Funnier than me. Happier than me. Better than me.
I don't care if you make fun of me anymore. And I won't tell you you'll be sorry. Because you won't. Obviously you are all right about me. And everything I ever thought was true. I try to think everything will get better soon, but things won't just change. I like to think some day they will. But everything will always be the same. Carmel hates me. My family hates me. I suck at school.
There is that slight ringing sound in the back of my head... how i long for it to be the phone.
There is a voice in the back of my head... how i long for him to stop.
I'm sorry for wasting you time. I'm sorry for wasting 14 years.
I should really stop complaining. But what the fuck. Its my journal and I'm not forcing you to read it sucka
To bad nothing is like the movies, and everyone hates me.
I bleed just to know I still can.
I hate this place. This town. These people. I wouldn't give a fuck if I got up right now and moved to some other state. I would be so fucking happy. I could change everything... no one would know me there. I could be who ever I wanted to be.. I could make all new friends. I could meet a great guy. It would be perfect anywhere but here. Life will never be perfect if I am still here.
I hate everyone here. I hate their fake smiles. And their hurtful words. Their gossip cirles and their stupid rumors.
Well I'm fucking tired of it. I've had it up to here with all this shit. I'm tired of every girl being prettier than me. Funnier than me. Happier than me. Better than me.
I don't care if you make fun of me anymore. And I won't tell you you'll be sorry. Because you won't. Obviously you are all right about me. And everything I ever thought was true. I try to think everything will get better soon, but things won't just change. I like to think some day they will. But everything will always be the same. Carmel hates me. My family hates me. I suck at school.
There is that slight ringing sound in the back of my head... how i long for it to be the phone.
There is a voice in the back of my head... how i long for him to stop.
I'm sorry for wasting you time. I'm sorry for wasting 14 years.
I should really stop complaining. But what the fuck. Its my journal and I'm not forcing you to read it sucka