It's only 9:56 am currently.
But my day I guess, has already been a whirlwind of shit.
I woke up barely around 8, rushed around to get ready, and then my mother refused to get breakfast for me after she rushed me.
Then I get a message from my best friend, saying she was pissed because of some bullshit my old best friend did, involving some shoves and a hissy fit. So I tried to talk to her, and she eventually calmed down.
She asked me how I was, and I answered honestly, saying I was just a mess, and then I asked for some help.
The bitch left me on fucking read.
All the fucking times I helped her bitch ass, and all the times I dealt with her emotional baggage. and the one moment I ask for some help, she just ghosts. Every fucking time. She doesn't help shit.
I'm still pissed. My head hurts, my stomach hurts, but I will admit that Choir helps me calm down a bit.
It might be the piano, and the soprano girls who sing hella good, but it just makes me calm down, and mellow out. Plus no one bothers me here.
I see the day as almost over I suppose.
I just wanna talk to Camie and Ava, maybe get in touch with a few other's to try and get out there.
Cause anxiety and shit has been crushing. I jus need a few people to chill with and laugh.
Maybe I'll update another note here when I get out of this place.. At 3:40 or so.
(Finished at 10:02 am)
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