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she let her bangs fall in her face, just enough so one eye was still capable. she was sitting in the corner like a loser being lonely, bored, hot, stuffed, & jealous.
A- alone B- because C- I long your company. D- delusional, dreaming E- emotional F- feel for me. G- gasping H- hurt hearts I- ignorance of facts.
OMFG IM SO HAPPY IM HOME I MEAN THAT PLACE IS LIKE A BLOODY PRISON FULL OF UNGRATEFUL LITTLE TWATS, YES IT'S THE HOLIDAYS, YES IM A MOODY HORMONAL TEENAGER, DEAL WITH IT.
I feel like I am falling. Losing my identity. Losing everything I love. Falling from my sanctity. Everyone is pushing me. Go this way. No. Go there. I don't even know, myself. I'm pulling out my hair.
So, if I wrote into this like a diary or something stupid like that, would I feel like an idiot. Yes. I would. So, in fact, I'm going to whine about nothing and everything all at once.
HOW COULD YOU?. Seriously. I am on my phone, happily texting my boyfriend, then you walk in and snatch it away. You don't even let me fucking say bye!. What the fuck is wrong with you.
I wait...just wait for someone to come and save me; protect me. That one person that will understand everything thats wrong and right about me.
I hold back from being myself in front of certain people. Why. Well because I realized that my "friends" are very judgmental towards everyone they see.
Who are you. "The bringer of misery" What nerve have you to invade my life. Who told you to come.. not I. Did someone send you to infect me. You aren't wanted here..
I am the screwed up kid from a screwed up town where people get stabbed for no reason. I have screwed up friends who don't listen, who drink and smoke and don't know right from wrong.
My life is screwed up. Sometimes I wanna fall asleep and never wake up. Let my dreams go on and on. Forget about worries. I hate my life (for now). My math teacher and parents think I'm stupid.
(7)Ally ~Ally's POV~ The first thing I realized when I woke up the next morning was that I was in big trouble.
Last night I felt the need to pray for the first time in months. I thought I was regaining my footing on this world. I was wrong.
---Noah's P.O.V--- 11:00 A.M I came home a week ago. I didn't get in any trouble but it was enough trouble being away from her. I felt incomplete. I had a hole in my chest. I loved her a lot.
"I don't care". (She's in a mood). "Look at my hair". (It's not perfect). "I did it for a dare". (Only way to explain). "Yeah life's not fair". (Can't have what she wants). "Just let me glare".
September 26th Dear diary, I'm sorry I haven't been writing much lately. I've been sooooooo freaking busy. I mean I have an inhumane amount of projects and homework to do.
Let me tell you about the three main people in my life besides logan. Faith Sanders, my sister. she is my rock, she holds me down when Logan cant.
Something I wrote like a (mental note no. 2) when walking back from school. --------------------------------- Rain. The little miserable droplets. Rain only symbolises one thing to me- tears.
"just another contact in your phone"... the only reason why you texted me was because, you were bored. bored. nothing else to do. nothing better to do. oh hey, let me look through my address book.
. Sometimes i feel like i should run away. All i ever seem to do is hurt people. I never help them. They might be happier without me. I know they love me.
His name is Avery. He's the kind of boy who keeps to himself, who stays in the background. He's been around for a while: sixteen years. But he knows that he is still naïve about the world.
Damn it's hard, So much going on, Friends in trouble, Parents acting all wrong, Loosing old friends, Pressured to be someone fake, Felling lost and alone, Regretting the decisions you make, Longing...
I was tired of acting like everyone else wanted me to act. I was tired of dressing like everyone else wanted me to dress. I was tired of being a person I'm not. I was finished being a fake.
Just a little rant. Many parents complain that their teenage kids need attitude adjustments.