Life of romeo

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Sunday-
Dear journal,
Today I didn't meet anyone new, thank god. All my dad did was get drunk and call me names. He knows that it hurts my feelings . But he does it anyways. It's like he doesn't want me to be his son thats honestly how it feels. My mom made me go to church all that happened was old lady's pinching my cheeks and i hate when old lady's pinch my cheeks. Oh I forgot I just got you ugh I'm Romeo I'm 15 and I live in Ohio I'm emo my favorite kinds of music are screamo and heavy metal. My favorite bands are Black Veil Brides, slipknot,and mushroom head. I'm always depressed I don't even know why which makes me even more depressed. Maybe it's because I barely see my dad and my mom when I do see them there either arguing or yelling at me. So anyways when old ladies pinch my cheeks it makes me wanna say my cheeks aren't  stress dolls so stop pinching them lady ugh. If I can choose one word to explain myself it would be excluded because at school everyone's always happy and I'm the only depressed one. My art teacher says that sometimes you have to be depressed to really know who you are and know where you're going.  I wear black and everyone else wears stupid rainbow colors. Everything I own is black because that's the color I think my soul is. Honestly you're the only person that I can trust with my feelings because if I tell anyone else they'll tell everybody. Like my mom. My brother gets bullied in school and he talk to my mom about it then, my mom waited until a birthday party came up and told everyone that was there I know because, my aunt Debbie walked up to my brother and said "you can talk to me about bullies I used to get bullied in school." What I'm saying is without you I would be well, way more miserable.  Thank you.
Your writer,
Romeo

Monday-
Today school was pretty stupid. All that happened was happiness which was really really stupid and annoying. My life would be good without happiness. Today when I came home the fridge smelled extra stinky.  I found out why there was 5 gallons of expired milk. And 3 year old disgusting lamb meat. Then I smelt something else and it was my garbage can it had the rest of that 3 year old disgusting lamb meat. At school I learned that it's not healthy to eat salted fat. Which is obvious one girl walked up to me and said hey, I like your style and I walked away because I'm literally afraid of girls.  They make me nervous and make me think about my future. I don't want to have a Wife cause she'll make me cry about her problems and my problems then I'll have 2 people to cry about instead of one. Sorry but that's all I have to talk about today goodnight. 

TUESDAY-
Today at school I overcame my fear of girls cause there was this new girl...... Let me start from the beginning. I woke up, ate a delicious glazed donut then went to school we started in global studies class and talk about our bizarre food project. Then went to health and that was super easy as always and then went to English where in the middle of class the teacher announced that there would be a new girl coming in as a new student to school. So I thought oh great another really dumb happy preppy girl to make me nervous. 2 minutes after I say that a girl that has the exact same style as me walk in the classroom. In my eyes she was beautiful. Later on when I go to my locker she asks me can you please show me to my locker I said" ummmm........ Eeeehhhhh..........  OK.  She then said "I asked you cause I don't like talking to preppy dumb people then I said well I think your pretty then she said " I thought you were handsome since the moment I walked in. Then I said do you perhaps want to go to the movies with me on Friday. She said "yes here's my number" then she handed me a piece of paper then said call me. I got home and wrote in you and that's it alright goodnight.

Wednesday-

Today my girlfriend and I held hands and talked about how miserable hour lives are and we cried for each other. The art teacher liked that I wasn't the only kid that was you know emo.  Sometimes I can trust my art teacher.  I think she was emo when she was a teen too. If you met her you would love her you would want to be her journal but that's too bad because you're my journal.  And it going to stay that way. I learned in school that sometimes its not too bad to be happy but it's pretty bad to be a stupid annoying preppy person. Just kidding I learned that we think that some other foods that we think are weird are bizarre might actually taste delicious . And also that people from other country's probably think that things like hotdogs are weird. Journal,  you're more than just a journal you're my friend.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 22, 2016 ⏰

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