Mad

Right now im in the bathroom. Im super mad. The reason Im mad is because my step sister kept on having an attitude with me over a charger so I flipped out on her I told her she was a "b*tch" for it and I told her "f*ck you" I screamed it to. She disrespected me so I told her off. She was on the with her friend at 12:15 am getting smart. Her friend was right next to the charger. And all she had to do was freakin move, but she liked where she was at so she didn't move. But where she wabted the extension chord. That I was using like she deserved to be called a b*tch she could switch freakin spots with her friend like are you serious. And to make things worst her friend was getting smart with me before when I was nice as hell. Like are you kidding me. I'm super mad right now. And my step sister is lazy as f*ck like she couldn't put something on a plate and then put it in the microwave. But she can get smart and ask for money like really. Well bye.

All.my regrets are here to stay

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I wanna hide

To much stuff is happening and I wanna just hide in my closet. I really wanted to see him today. But of course he was absent. Today of all the days he would get sick. Like what! I wish I coild have saw him. Today was my last day too. What the crap. Like does god hate me or something.

How Will I Know

  How will I know that I'll be happy. It was your decision not mine. I was happy before.
  How will I know that I'll see you again.
  How will I know that I won't miss you.
  How will I know that someone will catch me if I shall fall.
  How will I know that happiness will come again.
  How do I know that you miss me or that you won't replace me.

Him

I got him, the guy I liked. Now I gotta leave him. Why cant I just be wit him. Even if its just hanging out. All I wanna do is stay. But its already too late, its over. Now what is there left for me. Why can't I stay.

5th Grade

The beginning of 5th grade I lived with my mother. I was so stupid. All I cared about was my own feelings and what I wanted. I only  stayed with my mon until it got close to Christmas. Then I started a new school. I throught it was a chance for a new beginning but I was wrong. All of the kids at the new school judged me , called me names and all I wanted to do was beat them up. I never layed a single finger on them. I always let people push me around and tell me what to do. So it was ok just to let them do it. I never wanted to talk to people not even family. In the past I was scared to mess up and say something the wrong way.