I need to get how I feel into writing. Humans are comparable to leaves. When we're with our tree (other person) we are bright, happy, and fun. But then when we let go, our color changes. We decay. We lose a part of ourselves. And then while you're on the ground, someone steps on you anyways. Whether it's just because they can or because they hate you, they still do it. I wish people didn't think badly of me. I wish that things were different, and that I didn't have to avoid certain people in the hallway. I am so depressed right now, and I don't have the patience to just listen to ppl who are rude and mean to me. Something I've found out that probably none of you have yet is that falling in love and then being pushed out of it by the other person sucks. I can't keep my eyes open right now. I ONLY GOT ONE DAY TO BE HAPPY. That's it. All because of a stupid rumor that no one will tell me what it is.
To the boy: I hate you. Hating Kanye West is incomparable to hating you. You gave me a real glimpse at what being in love with someone actually feels like, and then you didn't even ask me if the rumor was true. I will never forgive you for this. I have been so depressed lately, it burns just thinking about you. I wish you could go and make me forget that this ever happened, because even if it barely affects you, you still don't stop to think about the damage that you've done. I wish I was dead. I cried myself to sleep last Tuesday because that how broken you made me. I was planning how to ---- myself on Wednesday because that's how broken I am from this. I stopped myself before I could, because at the end of the day, you're just a little boy who can't handle feeling something for someone. I never want to hear from you again, so don't try to be friends with me. I. Am. So. Sick. Of. This. You don't even understand.
