People say sticks and stones may break your bones but names will never hurt you, but that's not true. words can hurt you. They hurt me.
I'm just liked every teenage girl, well most.
I get up every week day morning for school, do homework etc.
I dread going to school everyday, I cry myself to sleep at night. I am a very paranoid person, I hate the way I look. I get called names every day.
I hate being in the position that i'm in, I used to be that popular girl with loads of 'friends' but because I wouldn't throw a house party or smoke and drink they called me a woose and said their going to spread rumours around and tell everyone that i'm scared to smoke or drink.
My parents never really helped me either, everything had to revolve around my sister who is 2.
life wasn't fair. I had noone to turn to at all.
I had to repeat the same shit all day everyday.
And was just fed up to the point where I just didn't want to be alive, I just felt invisable, like noone noticed me for who I was.
