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no dad i can make friends for myself and think for myself. yes, i am atheist. im not buddhist, and never will be. atheist, you got that? A-T-H-E-I-S-T. nope, no religion. and also, i don't need your fkking lies. two years ago you said, "we aren't going to force you to be friends with anybody." but that is a straight-up lie. First grade-fifth grade, you pestered me to talk to C and E. You bothered me saying "talk to them! be their friend! why don't you be their friend!" Sixth grade, T and me stopped being friends. You yelled at me and told me i should just be her friend and continue talking to her. And now, seventh grade, you're screaming at me and trying to make me be friends with CJ. Why can't you see I don't want to be friends with CJ? i'm not going to be friends with CJ. yeah, we used to be best friends, not anymore. Why do you lie and say you won't force me to be friends with anyone? To make yourself look better? to install false trust? give up, i see right past through it.
this is why i don't trust you at all. this is why i never tell you anything. i wonder how you'd react if i told you i like a girl. yes, my own gender. you say you support gays, then laugh and joke and make fun of gays. how can i trust you to tell you about her? how would i know that you wont ridicule me? |
and i lie every single day, i say im happy but overall i'm not. i'm really only happy around her but other than that, i feel like shit and i rely on my music and you're threatening to take away my music because what? "they are loud and screaming and heavy and they are bad. i don't know what they are saying, but they are a bad influence!" these people that you call "bad" are the reason i'm still here. Sick Puppies, Three Days Grace, My Chemical Romance. I trust them more than I trust you. they are here to comfort me when nobody else is, and you're threatening to not let me listen to them? what, do you want me to relapse and start lying again about the cuts on my arms? because that is what will happen if you take away my music, i need them.
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Okay, I know this sounds really childish and stupid and self-conscious and a lot of you are probably going to think "Jeez Stephanie, get over it! It doesn't even matter what you look like in high school!" but this is kind of important to me.
I just feel so... ugly. I have acne, and even though I know it's not like terrible or anything, every time I talk to someone, I don't even want to look at them in the eye because I know that they're staring at me and judging me and I probably look really rude and stuff, but I'm NOT. This one time, my mom was talking to this girl and I said hi and went away because I was having a huge breakout and my mom was like "Stephanie, you seemed so cold" and I couldn't tell her the real reason. I mean, I know I'm not ugly, I've had people tell me that I'm pretty before but... every time I just look in the mirror, it puts me down. it seems like all the girls at my school are more clear-faced, social, and better than me. |
I'm part of a leadership program at my school...a secret leadership program. Our first mission was to make friends with the sixth graders at our school because they're new and don't really know what to do. About a month ago I met this sixth grader at quick recall practice named Luke, and how he's like my bestfriend. Actually, I treat him more like a little brother. I've always wanted a younger brother, and now it's like I have one. :) I am actually really happy. Today I went to his quick recall competition to work consessions and we hung out and him and all his friends said I was the Team Mom. XD So now he calls me Mom. Haha.
But yeah...today was a good day. :) |
I'm sick of everyone lying to me. My parents, my friends, the people I thought I could trust, but really, all they do is use me. They don't even seem to realize I'm a person and that I actually have this thing called feelings.
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