day 3.
i don’t understand why nothing ever goes my way, i try to accept everything because i know i can’t change it but it just never works my way
literally the only time i can remember when it did was in yr 5 when i got the main role in a play and it was selected out of a hat
i only felt lucky then
day 3.
i hate my mum.
i hate my friends.
i hate my dad.
i hate my siblings.
i hate everyone.
day 2.
don’t you just wish you had a group of a few friends and you were completely inseparable
i feel like everyone else has that and i’m stuck in the awkward position of having no one
i’m friends with everyone but not in a group
i used to have a group but i hated them so i ditched them, i wasn’t going to be stuck somewhere i’m not happy with, pretending to like people i don’t
day 1.
but none of this is going to matter in 10 years and that thought makes me happy
day 1.
oh now she’s talking about another party i am not invited to. she’s talking about all the fun things they’re going to do. i just want to hang up and not talk to her. it only makes me angry.
day 1.
does she not fucking understand
day 1.
sorry for the frequent posting but i have no followers so it really doesn’t matter. one of my “friends”, “close friend” apparently, is having a sleepover with all of her friends and even some guys. she doesn’t want to invite guys but her friends are pressuring her to and of course that’s all that matters. i’m not in her group but i’m her friend so i don’t understand why she can’t ever involve me in anything, oh of course, it’s because i’m below them. they’re “popular”. she does not even have the decency to not talk to me about it because i’m not involved and then she tells me how she hates one of the girls she invited. why not uninvite her? no because she’s popular.
day 1.
i feel like everyone just wants to social climb and it makes me want to punch someone in the face. the pressure to be with guys and hook up with guys older than us is ridiculous and these girls do not understand. they only do it to climb up the social ladder. to get where? they don’t even know.