Rant

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They're at it again. I'm crying in the bathroom while writing this. Something about the woman dad cheated with or whatever. I don't know. Is it my fault? Did I do something wrong? What am I saying? It's always my fault. God why am I here? What did I do to deserve this? Oh yeah that's right. Elijah Prater got expelled because of me. It was my fault. I took a fresh start from him, so why should I have a fresh start? I don't deserve one. I tired of this. My parents arguing. Me feeling like everything is my fault. Me wanting to physically harm myself. Me wanting to stop eating entirely just to lose weight. 118 pounds. That's what I weigh. I'm 5'1 and I'm 118 pounds. I'm fat. Ugly. A slut. A desperate bitch who doesn't deserve half the shit I have. I hate this. I hate myself. I just don't belong here anymore. I'm not good enough, and I'll sure as hell never be good enough

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