Sometimes it's hard to be happy. Sometimes maybe i'm just holding on to something too tight. Too tight for me to breathe and handle. Exam times are always those moments that get you right down to the core of sadness. It was already bad enough that I did bad on one, now two more to go. Sometimes I don't know what type of person I am. Will people love me? Am i actually secretly hated? What is there left of me? Can someone help me out of this dark whole?\

I'm not happy. I figure... I'll really never. be.

When everything's a lie

I saw it on her phone. That message.. that reference. How could I be so stupid to think that there are true friendships... history always repeats itself. I'm always the one that gets hurt. Every time i put my heart out there, it just gets ripped to pieces and comes back to me. 

This is the path I'm destined to walk on.. there's no hope, no nothing, no anything. 

Can I really find real friends? What is there left for me to see?

What should I do? Should I just pretend that I didn't  see anything when I clearly did? 

I don't even know.. somebody out there.. just tell me what to do because i'm so ready to let go 

Everytime something like this happens, it always leaves such a big scar on my heart. Why are you hurting me like this? are you not supposed to be my closest friend? 

I don't get it. I think it's just a fact that no girls can escape gossip. 

But calling us gossip girls? If we were real friends, you wouldn't call that behind our back. 

Are you a friend?