Vent🌌

500 times

This just happened.

We lost. I played my hardest, and we lost. Stupid soccer refs. I'm so so sweaty. It's gross. I smell horrible. I look horrible. I feel horrible. The sweat is nasty. My bra clings to !y skin with the a!kung of sweat.

7-0

We lost.

I'm hurt. I can't breath. I'm hot.

I'm pissed.

And I forgot to wash a sweater.

"Mabey you shouldn't be in family pictures then."

I was supposed to be able to trust her. She was supposed to be kind, and understand.

I was wrong.

We get home, and I snap. Tears mixed with sweat.

They can't tell. It looks like sweat.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!?!!!! "

I pant, my lungs begging for air i can't get in.

"You are going to write 500 times, ' *her name* is done with me not listening' and it is due in an hour."

500 times
500 times
500 times

I can't take it.

I'm crying in the bathroom. They think I'm showering.

500 times

I think I'd rather swallow 500 pills.