30 December 2021

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So, should teens act like kids or adults? Or can we just be teens? Just be ourselves? Because we get treated like kids but are expected to act like grown adults.

Today, well yesterday, was decent. Watched Dont Look Up with my mom, it was awesome. But she said it was scary, because that could happen in real life. Why wasn't I scared? Its the same with getting a bad grade, or being told I might not get a grade at all. Why don't I care? Why am I just numb? Like, tecnoblade has cancer, he could have died, cancer is life threatening. So why does it feel like I dont care? When I do care. I really do.

Anyways let's bitch about someone. Gonna call her W. Dont think she has wattpad so it'll be fine. She's a bitch. Manipulated me into thinking she was a nice friend. My bestfriend. Took my friends if I ever made anyone else. Used me as a therapist. I said I wanted to die, she didn't say anything about it. Like okay your moms dead, your grandparents have health problems. I'm sorry. I really am. They don't deserve that. But don't use me as a punching bag then act like a victim. Fuck you. Fuck. You.

Probably the only close friends I have left are L and N. They're lovely. I love them. I hope they never leave me. They never liked W and I see why now. I just wish they could have helped me see it before. If they ever read this. Please, never leave.

Im cutting my hair at 1pm today. Hopefully it'll look good, or okay, or i just dont hate it.

 Hopefully it'll look good, or okay, or i just dont hate it

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That's what I'm showing. Its gonna be fine. It'll look good. I'll like it. And then tomorrow or Saturday or Sunday im gonna dye my hair purple. Im gonna have different hair for when I start up school again. Haven't seen my classmates for like, 2 months? Yeah. There's a reason for that but idk how to explain it short.

I think that's it. Bye.

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