Bob_
January 21st, 2012, 12:19 AM
Sorry ahead of time for any vulgarity, I'm just beyod pissed right now. I hate what's going on between my ex and I because of this crazy bs that happened before. Read my tumblr for that to make sense. So, whatever. I'm not happy with it, but it's at least tolerable. But tonight, my fuckheads of best friends decide to be, well, fuckheads. They're at April's house (again, please please pleaseeee read the tumblr, it's a long story, but this won't make sense without reading that) tonight, smoking, drinking, whatever the fuck else. I was originally supposed to, but then I find out SHE's going to be there. They don't want me there because of the extreme awkward tension between my ex and I. So, that really pissed me off, since the awkwardness isn't actually my fault at ALL. So, simply, they bailed on me for my ex, who has for a while now, been a total bitch. Fucking awesome, I know. So not that long ago, maybe half an hour before writing this, I get a call from a local number. Ignore it, since everything that happened today has Angered me beyond belief already. No voicemail. They call again. I text them to stop. I get a voicemail saying I need to call them back "noooowwwwww." RIGHTTT. They call me again, and since I figured they wouldn't stop unless I answer, I do just that. They ask if it's me, then ask if I knew who it was. If I can remember right, my words were something like, "Not really. I really don't give a shit." Then she, the one who called on behalf of the group, starts saying I do, and something fuckstick or other random high slurs like that. So it goes without saying who it more than likely is. The only one of the 4 whose number I don't have. I am going fucking insane right now.
Oh, not to mention that my day was composed of 3 tests in school, and 3 hours of swim practice that ended for me huddled in a ball shaking, and cying from pain, struggling to stay concious with my skin going crazy since I had no food left in me and I take vyvanse.
I have no idea what I'm about to do now. Not suicide, that's just stupid. I wouldn't mind never moving ever again, so I don't have to deal with all of this. Problem is, I very highly doubt anyone can understand my whole situation. I... Fuck, idek...
Oh, not to mention that my day was composed of 3 tests in school, and 3 hours of swim practice that ended for me huddled in a ball shaking, and cying from pain, struggling to stay concious with my skin going crazy since I had no food left in me and I take vyvanse.
I have no idea what I'm about to do now. Not suicide, that's just stupid. I wouldn't mind never moving ever again, so I don't have to deal with all of this. Problem is, I very highly doubt anyone can understand my whole situation. I... Fuck, idek...