That's my life right there.
No one listens to what TK wants to say.
They tell me "Shut the hell up because no one cares what you have to say."
Or they walk away.
Or don't respond.
MY senior pictures are tomorrow and my dad basically wants me to be fake. Like "Wear this and do this and don't give attitude or you're grounded, no questions asked."
He's not even going to be there. I just want to wear my band tee, my skinny jeans and my chucks.
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Not to mention I'm frikin upset about breaking up with my boyfriend.
I'm honestly in love with him. That was even hard to admit to myself.
I've been depressed since it happened and I practically threw myself at him and he doesn't want to talk to me or anyone.
I've been crying all week.
I can't help it, even if I say thigs to myself like "Oh you'll find someone better" and "you're beautiful". That doesn't help me at all.
And I look like a goof when I cry.
I'm just going to drown myself in memory and song.
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