F***k life. Like, seriously. I don't even know if I have one anymore. All the wh***s at school who pretend like they're my friends but go about bitching about me to anybody who will listen - anyone from the ninth to eleventh grade, my bloody f***king best friend who just doesn't care when I get mad at her, who pretends like she really cares about me. Hey, bi***, guess what? I am sick of this shit. I am so sick of telling you that you look pretty, that you have beautiful hair and listening to stories about all the guys you meet and acting like I'm totally okay with it!