I wonder what it would be like if i died
My day started off great and then i found out albert's leaving tomorrow. He's going to Oklahoma to look for a car and he doesn't know when he's coming back. That made me so sad because this weekend is our last weekend together and i find out he's leaving. God i hate this. this weekend was supposed to be special and memorable. What a load of shit!!
Well i passed the math taks test. You would think that i would be happy and not feel like such a dumbass but guess what i don't. I'm still a failure because i havn't passed the science. So whoopee!!!! I havn't told my parents that i passed the math and i failed the science and that now i have early release. I don't wanna tell them because instead of being happy for me they'll just rain on my parade just like they did when i told them about dual credit and when i showed them the ring albert gave me. They always make me feel like nothing i ever do is good enough. i'm tired of it. i'm literally exausted of putting on an act. I'm tired of pretending that i'm happy or that nothing bothers me. I'm tired just plain exausted that i think of putting myself out of my misery. That's how tired i am. It's funny how people don't know the real me it's all an act. In reality no one knows the real me i don't even know the real me. Funny or what???
Well i passed the math taks test. You would think that i would be happy and not feel like such a dumbass but guess what i don't. I'm still a failure because i havn't passed the science. So whoopee!!!! I havn't told my parents that i passed the math and i failed the science and that now i have early release. I don't wanna tell them because instead of being happy for me they'll just rain on my parade just like they did when i told them about dual credit and when i showed them the ring albert gave me. They always make me feel like nothing i ever do is good enough. i'm tired of it. i'm literally exausted of putting on an act. I'm tired of pretending that i'm happy or that nothing bothers me. I'm tired just plain exausted that i think of putting myself out of my misery. That's how tired i am. It's funny how people don't know the real me it's all an act. In reality no one knows the real me i don't even know the real me. Funny or what???