why is this true? why can't the people in life understand this? do I even matter to them? I've let stuff go, but I think they've pushed it. I'm so ready to leave this fake bitches and move on in life. this summer is going to be so great
I've never had my heart broken as badly as you did. Being wrongly accused of terrible things hurt like nothing else that's ever happened to me. My heart has been beaten and battered by the man I love most in the world, and still, I can't hate you.
Sometimes, i feel alone. And sometimes even my friends make me feel alone. I am happy most of the time, but some days just no. I hate being made fun of, and feeling worthless. since grade i never felt this depressed. My best guy friend is the only one