Just when I thought it was over

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So I guess some of my 'friends' talked lies about me to my boyfriend and he broke up with me. Abarantly they told him that I had gotten pregnant before and had and abortion. Ofcourse he believed them instead of even asking me. So once again i'm alone. People are back to pushing me around and it just sucks. I knew that it would happen again and I would keep getting hurt but I thought that I would have a little bit ,more time. the worst part is that he has started tormenting me too. I guess there really is noone that cares about me. Everyone wishes that I wa the one who died. The one who was wisked away. I know that I am the ugliest person you might ever look at. I might be fat and I seriously need to start talking more but I wish that they would just shut up about it. It might be hopeless for me to ever find love or ever actually be happy. Sometimes I wonder why I even keep trying to survive. I mean it's not like anyone would care if I was gone. Sometimes I believe that death would be better than this. Maybe I really should just give up.

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