The Insecure Diaries According To

Daddy Day

It's pretty early in the day here in the east side. Only 14:13 (2:13) right now, my dads watching a movie, my sis is doing home work, and my mom...welp shes not in the house right now. She's having fun with her sisters. As for me, I'm alone in my room trying to do homework eating cereal. So it was pretty much a daddy- daughters day.

I've realized that I'm a bitch. I don't know what I do wrong, but I'm a bitch. I have so many fake friends it's in believable why I event still hang out with them. Oh wait, in know why, if if I stop being their friends they'll start shit.

I'm so sick and tires of the school system, of me being everyone's target, of me being nice to everyone and them talking shit behind my back, of feeling so insecure about everything I do. I'm sick and tired of everything and I just want to disappear and start over. But that won't happen any time soon. 

Talking about disappearing, what's it like to die? Like honestly, does it hurt when you get shot the first 4, 10 seconds and then the pain vanishes? Or when someone hangs them selves, Do you struggle for air for the first 15 seconds, or is it just a neutral thing and you don't struggle at all? Or when you get hit by a car, do you feel nothing at the moment you get hit and then you feel pain once you hit the floor? Or do you feel no pain at all?

How do we know, where we are going to end up...or even what if we dont end up anywhere and we reincarnate into a new person or an animal? What if we are all just reincarnated people over and over again, we could be multiple people at once that have died and reincarnated into us. One of us could be the devil and jesus for all we know.

       -Ryanxxx & &@;6xxx