Ahah major venting going on, sorry if it confuses you.

~ Ugh, I really don’t want to move to Victora. It’s bad enough with the stress of everything else going on, but moving so far away.. I can’t do that. You are actually such a immature crazy psycho maniac, taking everything out on me, screaming at me for the littlest things; but I’m not allowed to scream back.. or have a say in anything, for the matter. You’re constantly punishing me, then I get upset.. and you say things like, “You wouldn’t be upset if you actually got punishments!”. You are a huge bitch. There, said it. Every time I hear you talk, I dislike you more. And you say I can’t move out till im 18? Wow, not happening.. I’m moving out as soon as possible.

~ Why bother harassing me in the hallways? Because I hang out in the same group as them? This isn’t fair. I’m sorry I said I wouldn’t be friends with them.. but when you’re upset and venting, you obviously say things you don’t 100% mean because you are so upset. You forced me to tell you what was going on, and made me agree to not be friends with them. Sorry to break that agreement, but honestly, whatever. It’s so hard to let go of people who have been through so much with you, and have a long friendship like ours. Even though it would be nice if I could just not be friends with them, I’ve tried that a few times.. it doesn’t work. I don’t like the dirty looks I receive and the gossip that gets spread about me. Plus I don’t like them turning people against me and me having like one grade 8 friend in MRSS.

~ Back to the same old same old. You guys having get together, and not ever inviting me.. It’s been about a month and you guys have already had three bigger ones and countless smaller ones. Not once have you asked me.. yet before, when you really wanted to be friends again, saying theres no reason.. Then why do you exclude me? Or keep it a secret from me.. but then I see it on facebook. I mean, I do have you as a friend on facebook. If you put it as your status and upload hundreds of pictures, of course i’m going to see it. I’m blonde yes, but not completely slow.. and I may be gullible, but I know you well enough to tell when you are lying to me. Also, talking behind my back and stuff, saying things that are untrue. And when I stop trying so hard to be your friends, you call me moody and joke that I’m always on my period. It’s not even that, it’s just I get soo freakin’ exhausted from trying soo hard and getting theoretically slapped in the face all the time. I’m really sick of it, and I feel so trapped, because there is absolutely nothing I can do about it.. I’ve tried everything I could think of and what people have suggested.

~ They were right, and I should’ve listened. You’re an asshole, who’s only out for a fun time with a good looking girl. I honestly thought more of you. Even if you do that to other girls, not to me. You knew I liked you and I would say yes. You had no reason, other than being a dickface. Yes, dickface. I said dickface, and it felt good, asshooleee!

~ You are getting so annoying. I talk to someone new in art class, and you get mad at me for “ditching”. Also just you’re general beastly-ness. You’re a good friend, but you’re quite the spazz. :\

~ Why does it feel like everything is falling apart? I should be happy to just be alive. But man am I ever getting cought up in high school drama. Also, my family isn’t making things much easier I guess. I just want to fast forward, and get to the summer.

~ It really sucks having a horrible memory. I tend to only remember the horrible things.