ok , i just realised that i’ve wasted 2 years in middle school and now i officially entered my local high school with bunch of closed minded fucks. the thing is, i was perfectly normal lookin (yea, image, yet my mind-set didnt quite match my outfits), damn, im tall, skinny (model lookin bitch, but somehow my anti-social behavior is ruinin shit 4 me) blonde hair, blue eyes, hell, i look like 1 of those mall sluts and im the livin proof ur screwed up mind can mess evrythin up 4 u pretty badly. im sorry 2 post this message but i really have 2 let it out since im goin insane. i dont label myself, but it all started when i just had enough of this bullshit with bunch of happy sluts and assholes runnin school and shit and if u dont suck up 2 any of their asses, ur basically doomed. oh fuck, i’d rather b doomed than give head 2 homeless like my high school peers… theres bunch of fuckin posers, (YESPOSERS) that shop at hot topic , (located at ur local mall, yea, how “underground”) and havin shoppin sprees with their mommy’s credit cards and shit. bunch of so -called skaters (most of them dont own a skateboard…go figure) and cheap sluts runnina after them cuz they’re desperate 4 attention lil hoz. how easy it is 2 just simply go 2 hot topic, get ur fake gear on and have the nerve 2 call urself a “punk” yea, cuz good charlotte is soooo spooky and gothy-like and sooo punk, theyre right on the money. it sickens me 2 my stomach seein them pretend 2 b shit and suck up 2 other fucks who dare 2 call themselves a part of some fuckin underground movement (again, their gathering may found at ur local mall) they r no fuckin different than preppy herpie- spreadin sluts , and i cant stand this shit anymore… some bitch wearin korn t-shirt has the freakin nerve 2 look at me like im fuckin crazy and shit- WTF??? i used 2 “look normal” cuz i suppose its nice 2 feel appreciated (YET i WASNT) so i just told evryone 2 go fuck themselves and im finally emergin as my true self. im not desperate 4 attention, im ratehr anti-social and have breakdowns a lot and some violent outbrakes of rage, but I CANT GET ANY PROZAC (DAMN IT!!!) i have 1 friend…. whoa…. yes, ONE, she s a punk, i mean a PUNK, not that mtv shit they try 2 pass as the real thing. I guess im just havin 1 of those breakdowns, sinc ehighs chool started and my life is so fuckin pointless, but i’ve always had that lil bit of hope in theback of my head, sayin maybe it’ll change, and i’ll actually do sumthin with ,myself…. my mom is bitchin bout the stupidest things… ok, 1st of all i wear is only blk jeans and some shirt, nothin that would b disturbin in skoool or anythin., i mean, i dont wear a baphomet round me or anythin, but again, those minless fuckks think its sooo trendy now 2 think ur fuckin different and stuff, so they usually are right there followin another trend, those unconcious shit heads… ok, again, i just want 2 apologize, and i dont even think any1 will read , yet 2 response 2 this… im sorry..
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