I was just sitting on my bed when I saw that someone I thought I liked was on facebook. We were just talking and had a nice convorsation, until he said he would date me for $20, and if I didn't tell anyone that we were dating. I got so mad and I told him "No. I will not fucking date you for $20 and for me to not tell anyone. First of all, I don't pay people to date me. And second of all, if I didn't tell anyone I was dating you, it would be like we aren't even dating. I honestly think you just want a 'hook up' so I deffinetly will not date you because of that."
"That's not what I mean, girl, I like you and all, but I just want $20 and I don't want the other guys to 'tease me' about having a girlfriend."
"Well, honestly, I wouldn't care if the other girls 'tease me' about me having a boyfriend. If we dated we wouldn't even last a day so ya. I don't care if you want $20."
"Whatever bitch."
"Um...Bitch please"
"The question I'm asking myself is, "Why the hell am I talking to a lesbian?"
"I'm not a fucking lesbian"
"Ya sure. Stop telling lies, thot"
"Why are u, all of a sudden, calling me names?"
"Cuz I can"
"Well plz stop"
"No don't have to" Ok. Ok. Calm down. Calm down, I thought to myself. I looked in my mirror on my wall and saw that I had glass in my hand and I saw my face flooded with tears. I could barely even see because I was crying that hard. After a while, I felt a little pain and I felt something going down my arm. I looked to see what it was. I gasped at what I saw. All I could see was blood and cuts all over my arm. I made another cut, then another cut, then another cut. I couldn't stop. I started crying. I grabbed some bandages I keep in my room and bandaged up my arm.
