Don't. Max, you're amazing and incredible and I know we've never met but you're one of my best friends. Ever.

I'm always wrong. Whenever I think I'm right, I'm wrong. The things I ask are just a no-no, and I'm stupid. I'm pitiful. I don't know much. I'm a bad friend. I don't help people. I'm mean; I am selfish, and I am not brave. I am anything but brave.

You're not. Everybody's wrong sometimes, and everybody's right sometimes. Nobody's perfect, but that doesn't mean some people won't think you are. You're not stupid or pitiful. You're brilliant and fun. You're a fantastic friend. You help me. You're kind; you're selfless, and brave. I swear that you're brave.

Max, we all have bad times. You'll get through this. I promise. And I'm always here for you.

......idk ;-; i'm just bleu

Oh, please, Max, you're freaking amazing. You've published a book and you're such a nice person!!!!!!!! I've never even met you and you're still a great friend, a great person. You write books that are freaking awesome and you've even published one. How many kids your age have done that? You are an amazing person and always remember that there are people out there that look up to you. I barely know you but I know that you're an epic person and never forget that there is one more person in the world that actually values the time they spend talking to you. Okay? I won't accept that you hate yourself. I won't, because you are amazing.

dON'T HATE YOURSELF! (*gasps*) D: Why in the world would you feel that way? (*hugs*) You're fantastic...please, don't be so hard on yourself. <:^)

You're NOT always wrong. O_O You're smart and witty. And it's perfectly alright to ask questions--that's how we learn! Pitiful? A puppy standing on a doorstep in a cold rain is pitiful. You, my fellow writer, are NOT pitiful. You're much stronger than you give yourself credit for! And a bad friend? O__o Where'd you get THAT idea from??? How many times have you encouraged people on here? Listened to them? Cheered them up? How is that being a bad friend? Max...did something happen? D:

nvm... x__x

Cursing warning. White is hard to read so I'll put a F-word warning up and be done.
 

I hate my life, if anyone cares.
So first my grandma (on my mother's side) thinks it's perfectly fine to ASSUME I get good grades. Like, best in our class good. Well, I do. I get okay grades, not best in our class grades. But this isn't why I'm mad- I'm mad because of her reason she thinks I do well school-wise. Because my mom and dad are like, REALLY smart. They went to the area's best collage.
And she was like. 'Well you must do good in school, Jill. First? Or second? I mean, you must get really good grades cause your parents both went to *insert famous school name here*.' And I was like, *shrug**smile*
What I really wanted to do was:
'ARE YOU FRIGGIN CRAZY WHY DO YOU ALWAYS JUDGE ME WITH MY PARENT'S STANDARDS? WHY THE HELL DO YOU EXPECT ME TO LIVE UP TO SOMETHING I CAN'T?'
And then my dad wants to borrow my phone so he could see if it was the same as my cousin's. I was *le annoyed* because I was in the middle of a really long email, and I didn't want to pause. And I thought, he just wants to look at what kind it was, so I just hand it to him, eager to get it back. First thing he does? Click the home button.
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF I DIDN'T SAVE THAT
And then he BLAMES ME. HE BLAMES ME. (At least it auto saved or else the war was ON)
Why the HELL would he need to close my email browser in order to compare the two phones? It would have been better if he apologized or asked before he closed it! Why the fuck would he need to close the firking email?!!!!!
And if THAT isn't enough, my uncle takes over the phone and starts randomly clicking through it, beginning a comparison to this with Sony and Apple and shifting through my settings and I was like, FUCK YOU ASDFGHJKL;JSFJEKXHADLFUHEN. Okay face it. I'm really mad. I didn't ASK for you to mess with my phone without my permission.
I hate them. I fucking hate them okay end of story
Okay so I cried. Big deal. I don't think anyone noticed. Or saw. Or cared. Amongst my millions of siblings, I'm just an extra, right? Oh Jill is the oldest she's lost her cuddly fun and we have new kids to cuddle now do let's completely forget about her and bully her and it's PERFECTLY OKAY, RIGHT?
I'm just gonna go curl up in a corner and cry excuse me.

Dude pains of being the oldest

I hate it too bc parents are all like "haha it's all your fault that things sometimes go wrong you're to blame you're so selfish and stupid and we hate you" and then when I get upset they're like "yeah well yoU'RE THE OLDEST SO DEAL WITH IT" like don't get me wrong I love my parents but they make me hate my life so...

I think parents don't understand that giving someone life doesn't mean that they should grovel and profusely thank you. Like they can be grateful if you give them a HAPPY LIFE, but if you make them miserable you don't deserve any thanks because you've literally made them hate themselves and their life.

Pfhjgscvcg.