NOOOO MAKE IT STOPPPPPP

You still sit in front of me in English class, and it kills me a little bit more every time I have to watch you read out loud. Passage by passage, word by word sentence by sentence.

I feel used.

I feel ashamed.

You meant so much to me yet you threw me away like I was disposable. Like I was garbage. Maybe that is all I am to you. Was it for the money? Was it because I let you use my cell phone? Was it because I made you look less pathetic in comparison? Ten fucking years and 5 calls to CPS yet once the summer ended it was like I didn't exist anymore. So yeah, sit with your annoying friends and complain about how shitty your life is. I for one, know about the lies, the exaggerations, the manipulations. Just last year you had practically convinced me that every little inconvenience was my fault.

Enjoy your friends, enjoy being popular, enjoy not having me around, the only person who didn't just have you around because of pity. I wish I could tell you right now just how I feel. I try not to cry about it but the tears run down my cheeks regardless. You were my best friend, my sister, my everything, but I was nothing. You used me up until I was nothing left, treated me like my depression and anxiety were nothing to you and wouldn't even apologize. Everytime I just wanted a second to myself you'd cry and make me feel bad like the child you are. I hope you feel this right now, the pain I feel every day because of you. Part of me still misses you, I'll see something funny on the Internet and wonder what you'd think. I'll draw a picture or write a song and wonder if you'd be proud of me.

Go fuck yourself.

kiss me goodbye, I'm defying gravity

I know it’s not hard to point out reactionaries hypocrisy when it comes to like safe spaces or hug boxes or whatever but genuinely how much of an echo chamber do you have to exist in for you to think this is a reasonable thing to say

BRUHHHHH

have some mercy my dude

How I look at bro after our teacher says, "pick a partner."

controversial take perhaps but what if they were the same girl....

Fuck. Definitely feeling depressed right now. First of all fuck MAGA, and second of all can I just get some sleep please. I've definitely been feeling some sort of imposter syndrome, if that is the correct word, when it comes to my friendships.

Like, yeah I have friends.

Yes, I DO love my friends.

But do my friends love me? Not sure about that.

I SHOULD feel like they do, we talk all the time and share a lot of shit about our lives to each other, but it just doesn't feel real. I feel like I just implanted myself into someone elses friend group, like a thirsty tick. I don't understand why anyone would want to be my friend so I don't understand why I have any in the first place.

I feel like sobbing and I wish it would just stop. I wish I had somebody to hold me and tell me that they loved me and everything was okay, to kiss my head and hold my hand, but I'm so scared. From such a young age I've been told by my peers that I was unloveable, and I would often get used by others to put down and make fun of, I was often a door mat.

I almost hate myself for not having the trauma many of my friends. To not be a victim, or abused, or live in a tough household. I like to act like all my problems are the end of the world, when in reality I've had two friends enter mental wards since Christmas time. Some sick part of me wishes someone would hurt me, so my pain would be for a reason.

I guess I'll try to get some sleep now, maybe listen to some MCR, I love you all.

ily fr seeing you in the halls, on my tumblr feed, in my messages etc is always the highlight of my day youre definitely favorite person in the world genuinely 🫂🫂🫂

I love you too!!!!!!!! I always smile when I see you and I'm so lucky to be your friend! always remember if you need anything I'm here for you boo<3

P.s. I NEED you to watch madoka magica I just finished rewatching it and OML DOOMED YURI