I remember when I had a sister..She's not mine anymore.
I remember being in love for real...Not anymore
I remember not self harming and being called anorexic by people who were supposed to be my friends...over
I remember being good and pure...All things end eventually.
Most of my good friends from before are bitches now.They all hurt me and treat me like dirt.Gee...Not like that makes me want to hurt myself more or anything...
It's fine...The scars remind me that people leave.Friends become foes...Light gets dark.If you're reading this,you KNOW who you are.You also know that people talk badly about you because if what you've become recently.I don't know what happened...
Something obviously went to your head.Don't try and tell me that I'm overly confident and that it bothered you...That's fake confidence and you KNOW that.I want others to think I'm okay.I just think it's funny how you were once there to keep the dark thoughts away...Now,you just make them real..
But I guess I'll be fine..Not like I'm scarred already or anything...I'm used to being forgotten anyways..
Guess you're the person I WON'T catch later..I'll eventually block you.
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The Rant Book of a Teenage Drama Queen
RandomMy rant book for those of you who didn't get it the third time I said it.lol