The little things that make you weep

I felt quite moody today. There's a reason. I mean, there should a PLAUSIBLE reason right?

Why is it the same person that I share laughs with almost made me cry today?

It was really hard holding it in. I almost broke down in the end. What stopped me? Sheer willpower. Not to let them have the glee of watching me.

I don't want to hide my blog posts. I think the world should share in my misery. Fuck them anyway.

At least my other friends used to be honest with their feelings. I don't know whether they're shitting me or not.

As you can see, this is a great contrast from yesterday. I swear, I'm going crazy any moment now.

Why is being a teenager so hard? And why can't people just be honest? I don't CARE if you dislike me, I'll complain, don't fret, but at least I'll know. GOD, i HATE it when people just ACT like they still want me around even when deep down, they'd rather wrestle with snakes. OH TRUST ME, I'll give them the fucking snakes ANY DAMN DAY.

I really don't get it. I'll never change. I know they won't either, and I accept that. Can't they accept me? No. The truth is just that. I fucking HATE this! Now I'm questioning MY OWN esteem when I should be smacking their smirks off.

I swear, if I could count the number of people I consider my true and honest friends, I need only one hand. One damn hand. The others are just shadows I hang out with for pride purposes.

Pride and Reputation can be overpowering after all. I got that from a Fan Fiction.

I swear, someTHINGS are not worth 10 years. Not even one.

I just wish I could be a better niece and miss my auntie more.

Maybe I would have had someone to talk to. Even if she irritates me to no end.

But that's just life.

And the people not worth my time and effort are those that make me question my existence on earth.

If i remember this, I'll never make friends again.

Wake me up in 10 years please, when this whole shit nightmare is OVER.

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On the bright side, I'd be outta here in a year more or less. I shall spend more time on books and not worry shit about these idiots ever again.

And I'm going swimming with Raman later. What will I ever do when she leaves? I don't want to think about it.