Love.Hate
January 18th, 2011, 12:35 PM
basically the title.
So i cant really find the words to describe how i feel, sad, upset, lonely, used, Mislead, hurt, idk. All of them.
I dont know what to do. Everytime something good happens it has to come to an end almost immediatley. I thought this time he really liked me. I thought that it was different. He would be more mature than everyone else.
I was wrong. He used me to get what he wanted and then just left. I cant believe i fell for the lies, he didnt really care.. He lead me on. :(
Im such a slag. I feel dirty and discusting, I though maybe he would be my happy ever after. Why do i do this to myself ?!?
Its because im fat. Why am i still fat. :/ 108 lbs is not attractive. You would think that making myself sick at least twice a week would help shift the flab. But its just making me fatter i think. Maybe.
"take a break" yeah whatever you just want to go and flirt with someone else. I cant take any more shit.
Im lying to everyone now. Except myself.
They think it was only a crush, that i can get over him. I dont know if i can, why do some guys have to be such assholes! :(
I cut last night.. I just counted there are about 50 ish. I just dont want this. I wish i wasnt human, if i was someone else my life would be so much better. I would be pretty, skinny, popular. I dont even know what im rambling on about. I feel sorry for you poor people actually reading this. I do apologise that im such a selfish whore.
I cant do anything right. I get a A in my maths GCSE and my family still dont care! Its like "oh your the good kid. we expected it". FUCK OFF! i worked so god dammed hard and they laugh at me and take the piss that im a nerd. So what you can label me as anything you bloody well like. I no longer care.
There are about 12 paracteamol tablets on my side with a big glass of water. I dont know if that will kill me, knock me out. I just want to take the pain away. Im not sure, i dont want to die. I just dont want to be here.
I Have sooooo much drama coursework to do. I dont even know why im not doing it now. I have been putting it off for weeks. Its such a bore, Like everything in my life. I should be doing that right now. Not moaning about my little insignificant life. Fran you shouldnt bore these lovely people, great im even talking to myself.
Im a dissapointment.
Please do not ask for tips- Fiction
Sorry you had to read that.
So i cant really find the words to describe how i feel, sad, upset, lonely, used, Mislead, hurt, idk. All of them.
I dont know what to do. Everytime something good happens it has to come to an end almost immediatley. I thought this time he really liked me. I thought that it was different. He would be more mature than everyone else.
I was wrong. He used me to get what he wanted and then just left. I cant believe i fell for the lies, he didnt really care.. He lead me on. :(
Im such a slag. I feel dirty and discusting, I though maybe he would be my happy ever after. Why do i do this to myself ?!?
Its because im fat. Why am i still fat. :/ 108 lbs is not attractive. You would think that making myself sick at least twice a week would help shift the flab. But its just making me fatter i think. Maybe.
"take a break" yeah whatever you just want to go and flirt with someone else. I cant take any more shit.
Im lying to everyone now. Except myself.
They think it was only a crush, that i can get over him. I dont know if i can, why do some guys have to be such assholes! :(
I cut last night.. I just counted there are about 50 ish. I just dont want this. I wish i wasnt human, if i was someone else my life would be so much better. I would be pretty, skinny, popular. I dont even know what im rambling on about. I feel sorry for you poor people actually reading this. I do apologise that im such a selfish whore.
I cant do anything right. I get a A in my maths GCSE and my family still dont care! Its like "oh your the good kid. we expected it". FUCK OFF! i worked so god dammed hard and they laugh at me and take the piss that im a nerd. So what you can label me as anything you bloody well like. I no longer care.
There are about 12 paracteamol tablets on my side with a big glass of water. I dont know if that will kill me, knock me out. I just want to take the pain away. Im not sure, i dont want to die. I just dont want to be here.
I Have sooooo much drama coursework to do. I dont even know why im not doing it now. I have been putting it off for weeks. Its such a bore, Like everything in my life. I should be doing that right now. Not moaning about my little insignificant life. Fran you shouldnt bore these lovely people, great im even talking to myself.
Im a dissapointment.
Please do not ask for tips- Fiction
Sorry you had to read that.