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Those Hurtful Words

Title: Those Hurtful Words

Ok i know that this is gonna be tiny and hard to see so i'll also link the drawing in devaint art for you gusy to see this better

anyway description:

I have been through a lot and I am still going through a lot so I see this drawing as a way for you people to get to know me better and all the crap I have been through. so I guess I should explain all those hurtful words.

Fat: my mom constantly tells me this because I love to eat . . . and I am only 96 pounds.
Odd: (it looks like ppo since it's upside down) this never bothered me but a lot of people don't get my quirks.
4 eyes: I have terrible eye sight and wear glasses. no need to make fun of me for it.
Freak: im not normal and I pride in not being normal so this also has not bothered too much
Stupid: apparently doing bad in chemistry even though my teacher didn't teach means im stupid. My mother constantly tells me this. but im doing something she isn't, im teaching myself Japanese. Anata wa baka mom. Anata wa baka.
Nerd: in 8th grade, I actually gave a damn about learning so because I got good grades instantly labeled me as a "nerd"
loser: I was never in the 'in crowd' because I honestly wanted to strangle the people considered 'cool'
unfashionable: I don't give a damn about how I look, if I could I would go to school in my pajamas.
unpopular: I hated the popular kids, so this didn't bother me. but it bothered one of my friends.
pig: another thing my mother calls me because I like to eat a lot. sorry for having two black holes as my stomach
midget: blame genetics, i'm only 4 foot 11. and I prefer being called fun sized ^.^
weirdo: again this didn't bother me. being normal is over rated
ugly: again I don't give a damn about how I look, putting on make up is too much effort and a waste of money in my opinion
disgusting hair: okay this bothered me. a lot. the only thing I care about (about my looks) is my hair since its long. people in 8th grade always wanted me to cut it and one time when I wouldn't switch seats with a girl, she talked loudly about how "disgusting" my hair is. and I was sitting right next to her. the next day she got the seat she wanted, and was NICE to me. that bitch.
loner: I would prefer to be by myself than people who annoy me
unathletic: this bothered me greatly because I dance ballet. and that automatically meant I was unathletic. people, dancing ballet in point shoes is way harder than it looks. I also play soccer and the person who told me this, his girlfriend (now ex) played soccer too. so does that mean she's unathletic too?
geek: same thing with the 'nerd'
boring: I was boring because people in 8th grade never listened to me. if you got to know me, im sarcastic and funny.
no friends: ahh the thing my mother loves to say to me (she said it to me earlier today) to her, since to one calls or texts me, I have no friends. fyi mother, no one calls or texts you either. and I have more friends than you can imagine
unattractive: doesn't bother me since im not looking for love anyway
wrong: everything I do, apparently to my mother is wrong and is always my fault
alone: same thing with the 'loner'
silent: in a conversation with my 'friends' if I said anything, there would be either two results: the conversation would go on as if I said nothing or the conversation would stop as if they didn't know I could talk
broken: I blame the people from 8th grade for it
shattered: same as 'broken'
excluded: in a group project in 8th grade, I was always the one who had to find a different group. "to make new friends" they said. screw that, out of the many projects we had, I probably was in a group with you maybe like 2-3 times.
forgotten: if there was a party or social outing I was always left out
ignored: the part of the conversation where people acted like I said nothing. or they just didn't care
abandoned: kind of like the group project thing, I was always left to work with people I didn't like
annoying: I guess I was annoying, for every group project I asked my friends if I could be with them, annoying yes because YOU NEVER LET ME JOIN
scared: scared of the worse treatment I would've gotten if they knew the real me
different: again, normal is over rated
uncool: I would like to strangle the 'cool' kids, who would eventually be hated by everyone because for some reason they were able to see clearly and learn how annoying and pissy they were
lost: lost in who I was, if I showed who I really was id be made fun of more so I was not who I really was in 8th grade. if that makes any sense
strange: normal = over rated
cry: the thing I did at home in the solitude of my room
lazy: I will admit to this one, mother. BUT I am lazy in the things I don't give a damn about. if its something I am passionate about, I do it 150%
plain: again I don't give a damn about what I look like
worthless: according to my mom, my ability to draw wont get me anywhere in life
gone: after 8th grade, I do have my 'friends' cell phone numbers. I just don't reach out to them because I don't like them. nor do I want to see anyone from 8th grade again (except the nice people who are in the same high school as me)

Link: http://faeriewarrior.deviantart.com/art/Those-Hurtful-Words-510870660