I really don't know why am I doing this because the whole world could see this.
But that's okay, cause nobody is actually reading my shit.
I'm starting this because I think that here I can be whoever I want to.
Without any judging, hating.
It all gets a little bit too much, right?
I really don't think that you want to here my story but still.
Here I am.
7th grade....
That fucking class destroyed me in a thousand little peaces.
I met three girls that were so conntected and I wanted to be bestie with them. So, after months and months we became something. I was with them only 5 minutes a day, but that meant to me a lot. I letf my class alone I kept saying ˝I'll leave this school˝, but... I didn't.
So the 3rd girl started to move away from us and the other two were great and nice to me. We started to go out and it was amazing. After a few moths the 3rd girl came back and I was crazy.
I started to cut and be depressed. My parents told me that I can't be friends with them anymore. They thought that I was sad because of them. My mum said that I need to see psychologist, so I did.
I was crying every night. I had only one friend in that fucking class. She was always there for me. Every single day.
I don't want to talk about this anymore.
7th grade was horrible.
8th grade started okay. Three girls and I are not so good. I really don't know. One day we are super great and the other we're like ˝oh you again˝.
They are very mean, but that's life.
I don't know why am I even still good to them.
I guess I'm scared.
I don't want to be lonely.
ugh
