uhm who the fuck is unicorntearsz and have we ever had a conversation before?
At least have one conversation with me before you think it’s socially acceptable to comment on anything personal.
Do you know what I find fucking hilarious? When someone I know talks about how alone they feel and how no one knows how they feel and how the world should just fucking pity them because the boy they like doesn’t like them or their boyfriend broke up with them and how the world is ending because they use to have that one person who made them feel a little bit less like killing themselves with singleness to it being ripped away from them so now they want to complain about how no ones there for them. Bitch please, you don’t know what it’s like to legit be lonely. I don’t even know what it’s like to feel anything but. So the next time one of my friends tell me how I don’t know what it’s like to be lonely and guilt trip me into feeling bad because I don’t give two fucks if they think they’re lonely, I’ll tell them to cry me a fucking river and stop being a drama queen because that’s all you are. Any argument you may have about loneliness with Sabrina is completely fucking invalid.
I’m just so fucking done. I hate everyone. I hate my favourite teacher. I hate my friends. I hate my family. I hate everyone I have to call a best friend because, I’m going to be honest with myself for once, I’ve never had one and never will. I stopped believing in the term best friend since I was in fucking elementary school because I was a smart cynical bitch and realized the most you’ll ever really be close with them is for a few months and then it’s done. They’re around but not really because they find better people who don’t hate as much as you do but they don’t completely leave you because that would be a dick move. The first time in a while since I had ever called someone a best friend was Alex back in like grade 7 and it was more of a ‘oh you called me best friend so I’d be a dick if I didn’t say it back even though I don’t believe it’ kind of thing. More of a one sided relationship because I don’t tell anyone anything and they tell me life stories. There is legitimately no one in my life that knows me or my life. So yeah. I stopped lying to myself after all these years and reverted back to not having a best friend, just friends. Some closer than others but still a friend. Someone who I tell nothing to and they can tell me shit if they want but I don’t care for them or their life. I hate people so much it physically and mentally drains me to have to be around them and pretend I’m completely fine and that I don’t want to run them over and jump off a cliff. I’m so done. It’s my last year of high school, I don’t even give a fuck anymore. I swear I was never this bad before.