High school teaches you a lot of things. Some of those things are good and some of those things are bad. I entered high school when I was 14 years old. I had just gotten out of a bad friendship with one of my old best friends. She now does drugs and I walk around my school campus smiling at people (when I’m actually happy that is). Anyways, I didn’t know a whole lot but I had two good friends from my middle school come along on this high school ride. We were pretty tight. One more than the other. Then I got my first boyfriend in November of 2009. It was a magical experience, or so I thought anyway. And I was definitely naive. I loved him, a lot. I loved him so much, I ignored my friends for him. I devoted my time, my effort, I even ignored school work just to be with him. We broke up a month after we first got together. Freshman year flew by and Sophomore year came. It was a better year for me. I had three new best friends and all was well. I hung out with them, had good memories with them and devoted half my time with them and half my time with my boyfriend who I got back with that summer. 10th grade was the best year of my high school life. I had good people around me, teachers who were awesome and I was “in love” with a boy I dated for a whole year. Then Junior year came. Junior year was the worst year of high school. I lied, I did stuff I regret and I hurt the ones I loved the most. My best friend is everything to me. I would take a bullet for her. But I didn’t treat her, or any of my other friends, well. I lied to them a lot, I ignored them for my ex boyfriend of 2 years, and I pretty much spat on their faces every time I ran off with him. A huge fight was born and it’s been haunting me ever since. That summer, tension grew between my best friend and I, but we eventually got over it. Or so I thought. Senior year came and I was ready to begin the last year of high school. I had all my best friends in my class, a new attitude and a new sense of doing things. I wanted to become a better person. It worked out for a while until my ex boyfriend came along. I started morphing into my Junior year ways and corrupted my friendships even more. The fights began and it was all my fault. My best friend and I promised each other to tell each other everything. It was hard but I was glad I was doing it. Senior year was fantastic in the middle, but it went downhill later on. I sit here wondering why I do the things I do. I don’t mean to do them, I don’t mean to hurt anyone but I end up doing it anyway. I’m a mess. I fuck things up, I say things I’m not supposed to, do things I’m not supposed to and end up hurting all of my friends. And it sucks. I guess I deserve this. I deserve to be talked down to since my parents do it to me all the time. I get treated like shit because I am shit. That’s what high school taught me. Now my friends hate me, I want to cry all the time and I just dig myself into deeper holes. But you know what? I don’t care anymore. I’m content with it. Because I know it’s what I deserve. Yes I’m happy that I’m graduating, yes I’m ecstatic that I finally have a boyfriend who actually gives two shits about me and yes I want to pursue my dream of being a musician. But it doesn’t feel right. Why? Because my best friends aren’t there to celebrate it. They aren’t there to comfort me or scream at the top of their lungs with me. Because they don’t care. I was most likely a burden on their shoulders, now they are free. I’m not complaining. I’m glad that I don’t have to bother them anymore. I was probably a waste of space. And I guess I’m okay with that. This is pretty much my life story of my high school years. It may seem sad to some, it may seem funny to others. Either way, I just wanted to share this with you. I needed to get it off my chest. You can go about your daily Tumblr scrolling for the night. I just wanted to write this out. What I learned in high school is that some people like you and some people don’t. You live, you learn and move on. I guess that’s just the way it is.
guys, I went on my first official little date with the guy I like, today. it was super awesome.
I want to thank my best friends for making my birthday extra special today! It sucked that I had school today but it was still awesome. I got some beautiful flowers, lots of birthday hugs, a birthday song from the cast of my play and a room full of balloons and confetti. This was definitely the best birthday I’ve ever had. And thank you for the birthday wishes on Facebook! Can’t believe I am 18 years old. Damn, I am old. Haha, okay. Time to sit on my ass and watch some t.v. with my momma. Love you guys! Thanks for making this day so awesome. <3
every single guy i encounter or talk to plots to hurt me. I swear to god. it’s like it’s their god given mission to make me miserable. whether it’s a person i like or a friend or someone i don’t even fucking know. they generally intend to hurt me in some way or another. it’s just insane. i don’t know. i’m being dramatic probably. but this shit gets aggravating. can’t i just have a guy friend who doesn’t treat me like shit? please.
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Rule 2: Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post, then make 10 new ones.
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1. Any Siblings ?
I have three annoying brothers. (:
Day or Night Blogger ?
Mostly a nigh blogger.
Coke or Pepsi ?
Preferably, cocaine.
Favourite Fandom ?
ALL THE FANDOMS ~
Age ?
17, almost 18 easdlkfjcvmdkcvn
Dream Occupation ?
To sing on a stage with my guitar and lovely people.
Any Pets ?
Sadly no. :c
Cats or Dogs ?
I do love kitties but puppies make my heart warm.
Best Friend ?
Her.
Thor or Iron Man ?
Fe Male.
10 New Questions :
Do you like butter on your muffin?
Would you like someone to butter your muffin?
If you could switch genders for a day, what’s the first thing you’d do?
Who is your ultimate crush right now?
Do you like long hair or short hair?
Who’s your favorite person to be around?
Does nudity make you uncomfortable?
Have you ever done a back flip?
Describe your first day of school (any grade level of your choosing)?
What’s your favorite memory?
Why the fuck are you talking to me like you used to? And why do I want to talk to you again like this when I know itll end badly? God damnit. Go away please. I was moving on just fine. -_-
Friends make me feel better. I love my best friend. She’s everything to me. I love my other best friends who understand my situations and get me through it. I especially love those friends that literally know exactly what I’m going through. I love the fiends who make me laugh. I love the friends that jam out with me when I randomly want to sing a song. I love the guy friends that dont care if i hang around. I love the girl friends that I can vent out to. I love the friends who compliment. I love the friends that yell at me. I love my friends. I cannot stress how much I will honestly miss a lot of people after high school.
