My grades are let's face it total shit. Now it's not that I'm not smart it's that the stupid thing you call people or "friends" are really fucking loud.
I usually work listening to music (typically Battle Scars) I can't get work done or turned in on time because of these dip shits.
In reality I hate people in general but when you have a dad whose job requires YOU to interact with people, I can't avoid them.
And when people hate you it gets worse. I used to have these "friends" in 4th grade they weren't my friends four years later in 8th grade we haven't traded a single word.
People will break you and you can't avoid it.
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Confessions Of A Middle Schooler
Non-FictionThis is basically the story of my life. People think they know me, but they don't that's not the real me, I'm not the always happy smiling and care-free girl they see. I'm really a sad stressed girl always thinking what if. This is my sh*tty life.
