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Today, I went back to school after half term. I felt like I had no friends in my own year group (except Ducky) and I didn't have any lessons with her. Amy won't talk to me, and I don't know why, and, on top of that, my own fucking stupidity (and love of football/soccer) made me decide to join the new rearrange PE class. There's 13 of us. Everyone else hates me.
And no one even bothered to see if I was okay when I was blatantly crying. Because, once again, I started to over think. Because I'm stupid.
I honestly feel i n v i s i b l e at school. My 'friends' don't listen to me, my teachers have had enough of me and I'm sick of pretending that I'm totally over cutting when I still think about it. Every. Fucking. Day.
Sorry about this stupid rant. I'll feel better tomorrow. Once I've slept. I've had practically no sleep this past week because I thought I'd be badass. And I'm not. I'm just stupid.
And I'm totally overreacting again, aren't I?
Just ignore me. I overthink too much.
And no one even bothered to see if I was okay when I was blatantly crying. Because, once again, I started to over think. Because I'm stupid.
I honestly feel i n v i s i b l e at school. My 'friends' don't listen to me, my teachers have had enough of me and I'm sick of pretending that I'm totally over cutting when I still think about it. Every. Fucking. Day.
Sorry about this stupid rant. I'll feel better tomorrow. Once I've slept. I've had practically no sleep this past week because I thought I'd be badass. And I'm not. I'm just stupid.
And I'm totally overreacting again, aren't I?
Just ignore me. I overthink too much.
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