I Pretty Much Fucking Hate You.

Meltdowns. Oh, how often do I find myself in a meltdown these days.

I'm so exhausted with myself and to be quite frank; I just don't want to live anymore.

Time seems to be slowing down to an unbearable pace yet at the same time speeding up to a point where I just can't catch up.

There's just so much expected of me from others and there are a lot more things expected of me from myself.

I'm definitely stressing about too much things that my mind just can't take it.

Too many people on my mind when I just wish they'd just drop out of my life and leave me the hell alone.

And it's quite funny how, in the end, people never fail to disappoint.

But it's funnier how my mind never learns and continues to find some hope in people.

But it doesn't matter because today's meltdown doesn't consist of others.

Do I expect too much from myself? I don't think so.

Once again, all I can do is,

cry.

K, Lemme Know When You Grow Up.

Drained. I have no energy. I'm tired and out of thought most days.

Eighteen more days of school left. Not counting SEN10R Ditch Day and the random days I just don't feel like going to school on. Eighteen, long, torturing days.

I can't wait till graduation and I'm finally up and out of this high school and town. I'm so sick of people and their shit. Honestly, I'm just so tired of people that I don't even want to deal with it. I'm over trying to fix things that will never be fixed unless they fix it themselves. So, up and till graduation day, I'm going with the flow and leaving everything as it is. And right after graduation? It will be "Goodbye, for life." I'm nice enough to forgive you but I'm not dumb enough to forget. All you do is full me up with doubt so until you finally decided to grow up, let me know!

Oh oops, I don't think you'll ever grow up.

But it's okay because either way, you're still out.

And I mo-fucking hate you anyway.

So fuck you, mothafuckaaaaaa!

"You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life."