dear diary,
today went well I guess. it was just like any other normal day. people constantly teasing me. people constantly throwing things at me. it gets to the point where I'm genuinely used to it and don't even care about it that much.
the only thing I care about is him.
how he's always hanging out with different girls every single day during lunch.
how he will smirk at me,feeling satisfied knowing that I'm hurting.
how he will laugh at whatever the girls say.
how he will spread lies about me being a slut.
all I can think of is; that's it? that's all?
-21 February 2018
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