Letting Go Is All I've Held Onto
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The Little Things
I've been edgy. Unagreeable. Stubborne. Bitchy. Pissy.
Angry. Annoyed. Depressed. Misjudged. Misunderstand. All of
It's not "hormones" anymore. And I'm sick of that excuse
whenever I feel upset, oh it must be hormones.
My heart beat is ... not normal. I don't know what it is,
but it's probably some unique problem due to stress.
I haven't went to school in the past three days. Mom said
in her last messagem, that my education should come first.
I don't have the intelligence tyo get a fucking half decent
carreer. I plan to fallow through with writing, or art
work. So really, all I need to do is pass.
It's the little things that are pissing me off about
everything lately. I'm just sick and tired of everything, I
I'm sick of not being pretty enough. Smart enough. Easy
going enough. Fit enough. Literate enough. Skinny enough.
Old enough. Young enough. Quiet enough. Not ... Perfect
I'm sick of everything! And I don't want to be fuckign
interagated about it. I want to be left alone. EVERYONE
LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!