So say goodbye...

So say goodbye...

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Feb 13, 2014
I was sick of it all. The bullying, the names, the remarks- you name it. I was so sad all the time, even when people made me laugh, darkness was just filling me. The kids would throw me against lockers, yelling "Emo!" in my face and smudge the eyeliner so they could then call me a "emo faggot". But then the art teacher "left" (I know that's a lie) and was replaced with a guy who had just graduated high school and things became more interesting.
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(Student/Teacher) I am stereotypical. I'm blonde. I'm slutty. I'm a cheerleader. I'm treated like a princess. But have you ever had the revelation that you hated yourself? I assume you haven't. Not many people would ever admit to not being able to stand being themselves. But I embrace it. I can't stand being myself. I don't want to be. Every day, I wished to be someone different. That wish never came true. I wanted to hurt myself, lose myself. And all this changed because I was failing geometry. It all changed because of Evan Schott. ***To be rewritten.Read at your own risk.***

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