What’s even the point anymore. I’m doing my best to do things right but life just f****** hates me. The person I used to consider my best friend and could literally tell anything to hates me now and won’t have an actual conversation without being a c*** and phrasing like a question the that f****** condescending tone like I’ma f****** 4 year old who doesn’t know how the world works. He f****** tweets so much s*** about me. Like dumb s*** to. I have a mountain of things I could complain the the world about him, but I don’t f****** do it. I’m okay with telling people to their face what they are doing wrong but I would never share the world everything I hate about a person. The most I would do is call someone out for tweeting about me, but like in a passive aggressive type of way where no one really gets hurt. but everybody is annoyed. Also I say I want to die like not that often, but kind of often and only because it’s true and it makes sense in the context. Like UGH, i hate mr.whatever he grade me so bad i wanna die. but hey f****** make fun of me for it and like I’m legit depressed I have receipts and they f****** make fun of me for it. Not even in a friend way because I’m okay with that, like I okay with friends treating me like s*** in a friends way, but not in a c*** way. Also there is this one girl who f****** treats me like s*** and my friends just sit back and laugh. This same thing happened before when me and the tweeting c*** were still friends, but it was this different girl and she would be such a c*** and I tried to stand up for myself but it really didn’t work and my friend would just let it f****** happen. If people treated my friends they way they treated me I would be f****** pissed even though my friends are cunts to me, I really do not like it when people do things and go out of their way just to be a s***** person. I know it probably sounds like I’m over reacting, but the s*** they f****** said crossed a line, I’m okay with people making fun of how I look or dress or what f****** music i listen to, but when you f****** make fun of me personal things you shouldn’t even know and how I feel as a person it hurts. Another thing, I’ve f****** tried to talk the the tweeting c***, but he never answers and he says that I won’t f****** talk, b**** I’m the only trying to converse and ur the one ignoring everything I say. And when people you care about and being this s***** to you life f****** s****. It takes all of my will power and strength not jump when I up high and every day i think if i had a gun right now I would shoot myself no questions asked. But i can’t say how I feel to anyone because they will just call me an attention w****. And ever since the tweeting c*** stopped being my friend I’ve had no one to tell things to and I need that, i need to tell people how I’m feeling and what’s happening in my life, and i want to hear whats happening with them to, like a friendship. Only one person has told me not to kill myself and its some random dude bro I barely know, he went out of his way to tell me not to kill myself when I needed it. When none of my so called friends would help he did and tbh that is one of the only things keeping me alive.
