Sometimes I feel like my cats understand me better than my friends.
Let me tell you about this idiot.
Shes a pathetic human being that does nothing but smoke pot all day and accuse other girls of being whores but in reality she’s a bad judge of character when it comes to choosing relationships and couldnt fucking keep her boyfriend loyal to her. She “knew what she was getting into when she started dating Jordan” but obviously not since he cheated on her with everything that had a vagina.
Why dont you go destroy some more of your brain cells or get a fucking life you pathetic little idiot.
Is it abnormal to hate your friends?
Seriously, all my friends are assholes and stuck up bitches.
ugh.
I just want to get out the fact that I’ve been depressed for a long time. Any little thing sets me off into a bad mood for days it seems. It could just be that my sibling was in a bad mood and took it out on me or that when I went to buy new pants and a certain pair that I really liked didnt fit me right in the thighs or gave me a muffin top. The point is, I hate the way I feel about myself in every aspect. The way I think, the way I handle situations, the fact that I don’t make friends easily but I can’t seem to do anything on my own. I hate everything about myself and I can;t really take it anymore. Every weekend I think about how the people I love would feel if I were gone tomorrow morning. I think about how my parents would feel, what they would do with my things, how long everyone would stay mad at me for killing myself. I feel like thoughts like these shouldn’t fill my head daily. What makes me so different from everyone else that I can’t get over people dying or things in my life not going as planned? I may just be a whiney little bitch that needs medical help but lets be honest, this is cheaper than drugs and a therapist.
