I tried to do something today. I always try. My efforts are just never good enough to others.
That's a big reason I haven't been writing. I just try really hard as I can then I flunk in a crushing way.
Today, I was 14 points away (out of A THOUSAND) to getting a certificate for graphic design and a free period.
My history teacher always says I don't write enough. Lady, I wrote 800 words. Come off it.My bio teacher is just straight mean, and my math teacher is awful. All her students are failing and she insists we aren't studying.
I'm really trying to do stuff that makes me happy, but this program is going to be my ticket to college and I have to do hours of homework nightly. At lunch, in between classes, the works.
I'm never good enough.
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PoetrySam Glaspy's sad and gay poetry about her stupid dumb life. Welcome to hell, loves! WE DID IT Y'ALL- #5 IN SYNESTHESIA AFTER ONLY TEN VOTES THAT REALLY TELLS YOU HOW LITTLE PEOPLE WRITE ABOUT IT BUT IM STILL PROUD OF US!