Crap Cherry Blabbers

Goddammit.

Really wish I had school today so I wasn't reminded of how very little 95% of my friends actually try to make me feel loved. Carey knows what I'm talking about, yes I'm a bitch.

This doesn't count those who don't follow my Snapchat and who have a timezone that's 4+ hours ahead of my timezone.

Yes I'n gonna be a cunt about this shit, if I'm wanting to die and I ask you if I can rant and cry to you don't blow me the fuck off or act like everything's fine or switch the subject. If you're gonna pull that shit on me get the fuck out of my life I don't need that bullshit. I'm not gonna sit here and blame myself for people's shit, it's their problem, their fault, not mine.

You do you but when you're my friend I count on you to help me through my depression, through thick and thin and make sure I don't try stupid shit and if you get annoyed by doing that find someone else to be your "baby" or your "Shorty" or your "Best friend" because clearly it ain't me.