dear world, why are you so hard to live?
dear friends, why do you hurt me and turn your backs on me.
dear life, stay strong you'll make it.
dear mean kids, I'm sorry what has happened to you in the past. But please know that I hurt too.
dear sole, people do care about you. People do love you. yeah, they'll turn their backs on you and stab you in the back, and say things that aren't true. but you forgive them. god forgives. and should I!
dear self, don't hurt yourself. he would cry just knowing that you are hurt and are feeling this way. he would trade heaven to have you again. keep praying and hoping for the joy in the world. Don't worry about what others say about you be yourself everyone is already taken. don't worry about tomorrow. today isn't over. be happy. fake it till you make it. but friendly. be there for those who are hurting inside and out. love on them. give them your love and appreciate that they're there. But most of all love yourself. you may be ugly on the outside but on the inside is so much better. you just have to find yourself. I did I find me. I found the real Katrina Turnquist. I'm not the girl who cuts or runs away or gets in to many fights and disrespects everyone. now that I found myself I've been trying for so long to get better and earn more trust and believe that I can see the good in people. No one is perfect. But your the perfect you.
people will be there for you if your nice. if people make you feel bad about yourself tell someone about it. don't just hide it. please don't hide it. it hurts more then it should of you do that. share how you feel with someone.So today I was in school, and I said "hi" to one of my friends and they seemed mad. I asked them what was going on, and she said that she was mad at me. -wait what? I did nothing.- Apparently I called her a snitch and a stank. Which is hard for me to understand, because I would have never have those words come out of mouth. I have changed. Yeah about what 2
months ago I was in a bad stage in my life. I would hurt everyone in my life, and I would run away, and be really rude to everyone, that's only because of the way I felt inside. I felt hurt, and I felt like everyone just left me in the dust. Kind of like I was a shadow. No one pays any attention to shadows. well, I used to self harm everyday. I felt about the way I looked and the way people think about me. I just really wants to be able to have real friends and have a "normal" life.
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Non-FictionThis story is about me. and what I'm thinking about inside.