My life: Messed up [on hold]

Lets be civilised

Ha life ain't easy now is it? stay away from him you whore.

Love,
Your hater

This utterly makes me want to cry. Why would anyone do this? Come on, not even that sick school bitch could do this to me? Ugh never mind that she could. And for some reason I very well know that it was her. My life's a miserable mess already and right now I'm just turning into an emotional wreck.

Tears well up in my eyes and I cannot hold them back. Freely they flow and roll down my cheek. I just can't. Why do I not end it? Why do I accept this? Why am I not just ending my life and do everyone a huge favour. Not like anyone would miss me. The thought about committing suicide becomes more and more appealing with every second passing. But I can't, I don't have the will or strength to do this to myself. I'm broken, I'm shattered, I'm destroyed and I'm a mess. But ending my life is something a coward would do. And let me tell you something. I am not a coward.

I dry my cheeks and tears and pick the brick up. I look out of the window and stare at the emptiness of my garden. Roses are growing everywhere and the grass was just mown, like a straight army haircut. This brick. This brick is going back to where it came from. I angrily throw it out of the window and then close the window and try to cover it up. I just close the shutter seeing as I do not want another message. I clean up the floor and am careful not to cut myself open to this nasty glass.

My head is tired and so is my body. I am tired of today. They say teenage girls live for drama. Well this one most certainly doesn't. They can't even leave me alone so technically you have the girls who get chased by drama and the girls that cause the drama. Rude much to say all girls love drama. Oh well. I quickly take a shower and then, without even taking my clothes off, hop into bed. It doesn't take me long before my mind has found inner peace and my eyes shut. Drifting off into another world where my life isn't a lie and actually works out. Where I can be famous or where I'm surrounded with friends. Friends...yes. Friends sound nice. I could do with some friends. Are my last thought before I actually fall asleep.

Next morning my life didn't actually get better. Neither did I. Neither did anyone. Dreams are still dreams. Let's not get confused here and mistake dreams for reality.

It's Sunday morning and my life still sucks! Welcome. I make my way downstairs. I quickly changed into some comfy clothes before and started making breakfast. My parents? They didn't even bother getting home. As usual. My eggs and bacon are lying on the countertop. When I'm about to put some butter in the already hot cooking pan. Of course I first put my favourite song on. Love this song. Absolutely love it. It's an accurate description of my life and it has a nice beat to it.

Anyways, my Sunday morning peace is rudely Interrupted by a short knock on the front door.
Wonder who that could be. No shit Sherlock. It's Mr. Badboy himself. I quickly glanced at the front door through the window by the way. That's how I know. I make my way to the front door and am immediately greeted with a passionate kiss on my lips.

Forget all the thoughts I ever had. I lost everything in his arms. My dignity, my thoughts, my emotions. Everything.

"Hello princess. Thought I'd come and visit you. How are you doing?" He asks me when we break apart. Really...how are you doing...LET ME TELL WHAT HAPPENED YESTERDAY. Of course as the polite kid I am I didn't tell him that. I did something else...

Hey guys! Another chapter! Hope you enjoyed and if you did please consider to leave a like and/or a comment! Really helps me! Maybe even hit that follow button ;3. Anyways, hope you guys like that song.
It's how I currently feel. Yup. Life sucks. Anyways bye bye. And see y'all next
Time!

Always there,
Jayden Ray