Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
I am so mad I could kick a tower of blocks, or a sandcastle, or a science project, and not feel bad at all.
Why is this happening to me.
I hate everyone.
Even babies.
Stupid babies.
I want to run away, and live in a cave.
People just let you down; so I'm gonna take a backpack, fill it with my favorite things, and run away to live in a cave by myself.
I want to cry, a waterfall of tears that never stops. Like a sink that takes a plumber 30 hours to fix.
Self pity. Self loathing.
Complain. Complain. Complain.
I got a bruise on my leg.
I am so mad I could kick a tower of blocks, or a sandcastle, or a science project, and not feel bad at all.
Why is this happening to me.
I hate everyone.
Even babies.
Stupid babies.
I want to run away, and live in a cave.
People just let you down; so I'm gonna take a backpack, fill it with my favorite things, and run away to live in a cave by myself.
I want to cry, a waterfall of tears that never stops. Like a sink that takes a plumber 30 hours to fix.
Self pity. Self loathing.
Complain. Complain. Complain.
I got a bruise on my leg.
Hahaha, no. That's not my issue. I mean, I did get a nasty bruise today. But that's not it. I just get into a negative whirl of comments inside my brain. My brain can make ME cry. So I can make myself cry with silly negative teenage thoughts..I should probably stop that. But when I get in that mood. I'm in that mood. There is no stopping it. I'll just get in a fight at home, or a stupid thing at school, and woooooosh, off I go. I get stuck wishing things were different, and the whole time I'm wishing, I know that I'm being silly. I know that it could be worse. It can always be worse. But that never makes me feel better.
Spoiled teenager.
Oh wait. ^^
That was a negative comment.
Spoiled teenager.
Oh wait. ^^
That was a negative comment.
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