It’s weird how everyone gives a shit about you when you walk out of the house at 10 at night. Bl
Really where would I even run away to *has no friends*
And even if I have many plans to kill myself, I don’t wanna kill myself today. Plus if I was that f-ed up I would have took a knife right then and… yeah. Bl
I just needed to think and talk in circles.
But it really pisses me off that you all can treat me like a bad person until I walk out of the house or get a knife in my hands. =_= I’m using my uncle’s laptop, but yeah… I’m more pissed than anything else.
And also hush, I am nice until you are mean to me. When you’re mean, you’ll have to deal with my eposides. Just… ugh… They know what they were doing so they should’ve fucking helped and stopped treating me like a crazy before I went a bit crazy myself.