friends

hurting

its been a week since macey died and ive started cutting agian, i did a while back but stoped. I havent gone to school since and niether have the others. Today was her funeral. I slowly walked up to my closet pulling out a....dress. I hated dresses. I pulled on the plain black dress, put on dark make-up and waited in the car. When I got there alot of people were there. They had picked a few people to speak, one of them was me. "hey everyone, im one of was one of maceys friends, alot of you didnt even talk to her that much! Almost all of you were the ones that bullied her but because i love macey and she wouldnt want me to have an outrage at her funeral im going to say it nicely FUCK U!! but anyway macey was pretty, nice smart, and different. macey didnt care what anyone thought of her, and i loved that about her, i will miss u along with everyone else, rest in peave maceinator <3" I balled the rest of the funeral. I missed my best friend, I just wanted to be with her.