Broken Childhood

Guess what I wrote at facebook? Yep, I told everyone that I don't give a damn about people who had hurt me and didn't help me when I needed them to be. I mean seriously it's about time that they notice why I hate them oh so much. They were bitches and bastards. Who didn't deserve a life that they were given to consider how heartless they were.

I'm the person that I am today is was because of them. They made my childhood a horrible memory for me that I won't be able to forget them. I hate them for what they had done. Using me for their own advantage and then spread stupid rumors around school. One girl used me and it was because of her, they started to stray away from me. I never believed in best friends. Cause they might end up leaving your side, lie to your face, tell your darkest secrets and break you.

It wasn't easy for me. I was in deep depression. I wasn't able to sleep, wakes up at unruly hours of the morning, eating disorder ( this is why I'm fat ), suicidal, anti-social and yeah hates to be close to other people. It wasn't easy for me. I had completely shut down from other people because of what they had done to me. People call me snobby cause I'm quiet and extremely shy. My friends who recently had a fight with me was mad at me for not being able to speak and yeah they completely loathe me for dating my book. I'm a great listener but I'm not much of a talker. Can't they accept that?

Well whatever. I'm just have to go ahead with life. Hopefully what my sister say is true about when you leave high school and enter college, you will have more friends then. Ugh... I don't know about that. Whatever. Okay this post is depressing.

It means I have to stop! So see ya!!!

Mia