What do I do? I can't help her. I want to help her and I can't. That kills me. I can't help one of my dearest friends. I'm a people pleaser. I like to cheer people up. When my friends are upset, I'm upset and I try everything, anything, to cheer them up. And, usually it works and they are happy, leaving me happy in return. But I can't help one of my closest friends. I don't know what to do and I can 't just forget about it. Thats not the right thing. To me at least. I need to help her and I can't and its driving me insane. I can't help her. Trust me. I would if I could, damn it. But I can't.
And what about love? What the bloody hell is love? Its just here to kill us, isn't it? Sometimes I hate it. Its a god damn mothing ******** whore and I hate it.
And sometimes? I love it more than the air I breathe.
I wish things would be okay. I don't see my friends. I don't even barely talk to them. I miss them and everyday I regret letting my mom move me out here in the middle of god damn nowhere. I've moved 11 times in the past almost three years and its all because of my ******** of a father who can't pay bills. Otherwise, I'd be living in the home I grew up in and we'd be a ******** happy family.
damn. Michigan is such a ******** hell hole. I hate it here. I want to move, I don't care WHERE. JUST AWAY. I want to leave. and never come back to this god forsaken state ever again in my life.
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I feel better now. kthnxbai.
 fauney · Thu Jun 28, 2007 @ 03:29am · 2 Comments |
