Promises.

Screw always trying to be happy, I can’t do it anymore and I won’t. Fuck always trying to be nice, I can’t do it anymore and I won’t. Fuck trying to make shit happen, I can’t do it anymore and I won’t. Feel so fucking low right now and I just cannot deal with this anymore. Too much. 

I really need to use my tumblr more often:

Fuck people. I am so done trying to deal with some people. I was nice, every fucking step of the way. I included you. I talked to you. I listened to you moan and bitch. I did everything to be friends with you and this is what you do to me. All of you. I don’t even understand it and right now for someone, it’s all hitting me hard. I don’t know what I did wrong, I don’t know what I said wrong, but to treat someone like shit, say all the things you’ve said subtly. Fuck you for that. You really know how to make someone feel shitty and left out. I thought we were supposed to become “friends.” But clearly, I meant nothing. My niceness meant nothing. Fuck it. I’m so done. I just hope I find the right friends at Loyola because if I don’t, I swear I’m just transferring. I will not deal with being put down, being completely excluded, being made fun of, or any of that. If you don’t like me, say it to me. Tell me straight up and stop talking shit because you don’t even understand how much words can fucking hurt people. Stop it. Seriously. I’m so fucking done.