Ya know, I do take rude things as a compliment. Something I shouldn't do but things really don't bother me anymore.
Slut, whore, bitch.
I legit don't give a fuck.
But I do when my brother tells me to kill myself.
He's so mean to me. Even if i tell him what i've been through, he'd still do it.
He is so rude. I hate him.
I'm proud of my personality! I'm proud of what I do! I'm proud of my body! I'm proud of my Kourtney Kardashian voice! I'm proud of the names ppl call me!
I'm able to turn it into a joke.
Today at school we had an honors ceremony, I was embarrassed so I made it funny when they called my name and ppl were surprised.
Since ppl were like wtf i said "I don't know how guys." and shrugged my shoulders. My favorite teacher LOVES star wars and he dressed as Luke Skywalker for the new movie and I said to him "You're crazy" and he said "brie just reminded me of how crazy i am." and i broke my pinky and as i shook teachers hands i was like oh sorry my pinky and the principals said congrats to me and i just said "thank you!" and everyone laughed.
Yesterday my pinky was legit red red red RED and ppl crowded around me so they were like of course her pinky is like that.
I'm able to do that! Don't let ppl control you!
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You Hate Me, I Used to Love You (Completed)
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