I am home alone and I've been thinking... I always do this. I don't know why! I always think of all the bad things I've done and then feel horrible for it. It makes me almost cry. Well, typing it makes me feel like I'm going to cry.... Anyways, I'm really sorry for being rude. PLEASE DON'T SAY YOU'RE SORRY OR ANYTHING. IF THAT'S THE ONLY THING YOU CAN SAY, DON'T SAY IT! I would rather hear nothing then someone feeling sorry for me, no matter who that person is. My heart hurts really bad... I don't know if it's in my head or discomfort, or medical problems... I really wish it would stop. I'm sorry to make you worry. I hate how we're just apologizing to each other... Friends don't do that... I should be sorry for being rude to you and making you feel bad. I shouldn't have done anything to you. I should have never told you anything. Why do you even like me so much? You and Canada or whatever. You both care so much about me, it's a little annoying... and I'm sorry to say that.
I really like being friends with you all, it just makes me feel horrible when you keep saying you're sorry and telling me not to die. Why would you think I'd die?! Did you hire a hitman or something!? I told you, I WILL NEVER DIE. I PROMISE. I WILL NEVER DIE. I didn't make this to be mean, I just needed to tell someone.
I'm a ******** cry baby. I can't believe it. My stupid lungs are hurting. Or ribs, I'm not sure. God, I'm so stupid. My damn emotions are stupid, I hate them. They make me think I love you! SERIOUSLY!? My stupid emotions make me think I love everyone if they're nice to me... That's why I stopped talking to people... It seemed to be everyone.... I fell in love too easily. I hate it. I'm really sorry. I know it makes you feel weird. I hate it... I actually think you love me, because of how you talk to me all the time, and how you care if I get hurt or anything. I hate love. I wish it would disappear from the ******** earth.
I'm really sorry for putting this s**t in a journal. I knew it was suppose to be secret, but it's not like anyone knows who the hell I'm talking to or about!
I want to die, but I can't, because you don't want me to... Anyways, my parents came back.... good bye.
Dappou Rock · Mon Aug 13, 2012 @ 12:25am · 1 Comments |