I’m tired. I’m tired of liiiffee. I’m tired of school. I’m tired of people hating me. I’m tired of waking up and i’m tired of people in general and i’m tired of acting like nothing phases me because it does, as much as I hate to admit it, it does. I guess now I have an attitude at home because my dad “doesn’t even want to talk to me” or “even be in the same room as me” and i’m an “ungrateful bitch to my stepmom” . okay. Well i’m done guys my bad. My attitude is “not welcome in this house” ok. Sorry you don’t want me to live here. Sorry i’m sad and i can’t help it. Sorry i’m such a bad student and a bad cheerleader and a bad friend and a bad daughter and a bad person. I’m not even mad anymore. I’m just so tired. And i just want to go to sleep. I’ve thought about this so many times but i like never felt desperate enough to do it. Now it doesn’t seem like a punishment, it seems like a reward; you did good kiddo, you’re done. Go take a break. It needs to work though because i can’t deal with almost getting there and then not quite reaching it. I’m so sick of feeling like this. Of people hating me. Of people holding grudges. I’m writing so retardedly right now only because I can’t even think straight. I just want to shoot myself, to have it be over fast. Or I could go to sleep. Go to sleep happy, and stay happy forever. Be forever happy. Forever 16. Forever asleep.
