Last Login: 12/14/2009 6:42 pm
Registered: 02/28/2008
Gender: Female
Location: Twilight Town
Birthday: 07/21
Occupation: Student
My journal. May be for personal usage, may not be. May be for asking for help, may not be. Sometimes I post stuff, sometimes I don't.
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Talk about what?! there is nothing to talk about
*sigh* stupid past keeps nagging at me...
Now everybody hates your future self. Great job. ********' c**t.
Plus, you had so many things coming. How many people would you have upset? What about those concerts? You would never had gotten to see them. You're a stupid idiot. All those things, dragging you down. You're the epitome of stupidity. I hate you with a burning passion. I'm glad I'm not YOU anymore. You disgusting thing.
And all those comments that your so called "friends" said that made you feel worse are true. You are an idiot. An attention whore. An emo c**t. A pathetic person who should deserve to die. You should've just killed yourself that day you "ran away." Now your neighbor thinks you're an idiot, too.
I hate you. Just pull the trigger already.
And of course, you created all that tension between your parents. And you friends. ********. YOU. Now I have to deal with it. I hate you.
And of course, while you weep about some stupid little thing, everybody else is fine and dandy. And there are worse conditions out there. What about those in Africa, huh? They don't even have a SIXTEENTH of what you have. Yet you are such an attention whore that you ********' wish you were "happy" when it was actually you who was depressing yourself.
********' past life. I hate you. I wish you died a long time ago.
Why don't you just go to hell, old life. OH WAIT, you were already planning that when you tried to KILL YOURSELF. Well, you know what? You're a shitty excuse for a human being. You're an emo-c**t-attention-whore b***h. I wish I could make you GO AWAY. But you just won't ********' stop, will you? You just sit there, reminding me of all the horrible things I did. Well, ******** YOU. ******** you and your life. You made tons of people worried, and it was all over stupid things that don't even ACCOUNT as something to be depressed over, yet you still were, and I partially still am. I hate you for making me the way I am now, and I will forever hate you throughout my life. Stupid b***h, you ruined everything. I hate you so much. I'm going to go play video games, rather than go cut myself, which is what YOU DID, which now leaves me with horrendous SCARS that people are like, "Oh my, what are those from?" and I have to answer with some bullshit reason, like, "Oh, hiking," "Oh, my cat," "Oh, umm... I don't feel like talking about it." And with that last one, they know already. ********. You.
I hate you, old life. I really do. I wish that I had never even known you. The agonizing despair constantly tormenting me. I wish there was a way to just make you disappear from gaia completely so that I never even remembered you existed. Yet I'm constantly reminded you're here. I hate you. Why the ******** did you do that? Why? I don't get it. You could've easily done other things, but no. You took the "easier" way out, or so you thought.
And what's worse is that I still keep some of that in me now, old life. Yes, sometimes I still resort to that stuff, sometimes it still comes over me. Not as much as it did before, but once in a while, it will.
Thanks for screwing up my future, past self.
haha, and it's all for you!
Heh, will do.