I have A LOT of work to do . Not that I’m going to , but I really should . I’m already failing Business and Marketing , besides the fact that I’m skipping that final , and I’m failing Twenty First Century , AND History .
And yet , Wattpad is dragging me away from caring .
So , I’m gonna upload , and than write some more so my mum thinks I’m doing my essay and brochure that was due yesterday . LOL .
Pay attention in school , kids . It’s not worth failing over . (;
Any whom .
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It's pretty damn good , if I do say so myself .
On top of that ,
Thanks to everyone whose reading , voting , and commenting!
I’m number thirteen on the Other list , and number thirty-seven on the Non-Fiction list . (:
I wish there was a better category for this story , but I’ll deal .
Danny broke up with his girlfriend . Said it was to hard with her living in a different town .
I was happy , I mean . Why would I be ? Him breaking up with her meant that he should have come straight to me .
And he did .
But .
Why the fuck would I get with him again ?
I could see getting back with him if hr broke up with her because of me .
Because he missed me .
Because he couldn’t stop thinking of me .
Anything .
But no , he only came back to me because I was an instant rebound chick . And I was all too aware of it .
But , I did it anyway . I mean , he must have felt something for me . He did not too long ago, and you don’t just lose feelings like that .
Do you ?
Because , I still had feelings for him .
But apparently , at that point ? He felt nothing for me .
I figured that our later, when he said he still had serious feelings for his ex-ex-girlfriend .
The one he was dating right before we got together , the first time .
At that point , he should have just stabbed me . It’d probably feel a lot better .
Might’ve even taken me out of my misery .
Needless to say I went into the summer fucked up on drugs , drunk in hard alcohol , and starving myself again .
I didn’t care what happened to me .
I think it would have just been easier for everyone if I would have just killed myself , than .
My friends would have just forgot about me .
My mother would’ve been happier .
My sister would probably cry for about a week , than be indifferent .
And my would probably think I’d be better like that .
- I knew he was aware that I had problems going on , but he wasn’t the type of person to ask if I needed help . Not that I would’ve accepted anyway .
Everyone in my family is way to fucking independent .
I should of just killed myself .
Not because of Danny , or Corey .
Just because I hated my life , and it hated me .
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She Doesn't Care . (Being Edited)
General FictionFollow the story of a girl named McKenzie during her high school experience, re-told years later, when she’s asked to explain her adolescence. McKenzie wasn’t such an ‘average’ teenager, even in her own generations’ eyes. She was the type of gi...