February 2012
404 posts
Kid: why do we have to learn this
Math teacher: because fuck you
everyone: what do you want for your birthday?
me: band merch.
everyone: what do you want for christmas?
me: band merch.
everyone: you are the hardest person to shop for i never know what to buy you.
me: I'VE TOLD YOU, BAND MERCH, BUT YOU NEVER GET IT FOR ME. JUST GOOGLE MY FAVORITE BAND'S MERCH AND PICK SOMETHING I DON'T EVEN CARE I'M GOING TO LIKE IT NO MATTER WHAT. BAND MERCH BAND MERCH BAND MERCH.
Mom: What's wrong?
My mind: I used to do so well in school but I'm not anymore.
My mind: The people I call friends, aren't my actual friends.
My mind: I'm constantly feeling alone.
My mind: I'm starting to look at myself different.
My mind: Nothing feels the same anymore.
My mind: I feel like I'm going to fail at anything I try to do.
My mind: I haven't been eating that much and I'm hungry all the time.
My mind: I feel like no one cares about me.
My mind: I just wanna sleep all day and never wake up.
Me: Oh nothing I'm fine.
Omg. This ^
