Imperfect
Police Officer
To person:
Thank god you've gone out of twn for a whole week! I hate you so much right now. We were supposed to be friends. Sure I got mad, but that was because you were doing drugs and i told you from when I first met you that if you ever did drugs I couldn't be your friend. Then you use my sexuality against me in the fight when you yourself are bi? like wtf! I act all cool about it, like it doesn't bug me, but it does. It bugs me that you would use my secrets against me like that. Thank god I didn't tell you my biggest secret. But you, or anyone else will never know how much you've hurt me since monday. seriously, on wednesday I picked up my razor when shaving and actually considered cutting. But luckily the world will never find that out. I'll go up to people, or I'll post on the internet, which is your preffered way of doing things anyway and make a comment that shows I don't give a damn about what you say. But I do, and I know I shouldn't. But after continuously calling me a lesbian whore, dumbass bitch, dyke that should go die, a wannabe lesbian (still don't get that one) and a c*** licking slut, it makes me feel like a worthless being that no one likes. I hate you so much.
To self:
I love you so much for not breaking yet. You can hold on. You proved you can resist hurting yourself by throwing the razor. keep it up
Thank god you've gone out of twn for a whole week! I hate you so much right now. We were supposed to be friends. Sure I got mad, but that was because you were doing drugs and i told you from when I first met you that if you ever did drugs I couldn't be your friend. Then you use my sexuality against me in the fight when you yourself are bi? like wtf! I act all cool about it, like it doesn't bug me, but it does. It bugs me that you would use my secrets against me like that. Thank god I didn't tell you my biggest secret. But you, or anyone else will never know how much you've hurt me since monday. seriously, on wednesday I picked up my razor when shaving and actually considered cutting. But luckily the world will never find that out. I'll go up to people, or I'll post on the internet, which is your preffered way of doing things anyway and make a comment that shows I don't give a damn about what you say. But I do, and I know I shouldn't. But after continuously calling me a lesbian whore, dumbass bitch, dyke that should go die, a wannabe lesbian (still don't get that one) and a c*** licking slut, it makes me feel like a worthless being that no one likes. I hate you so much.
To self:
I love you so much for not breaking yet. You can hold on. You proved you can resist hurting yourself by throwing the razor. keep it up