Moved to @Insane_From_Pain

THE WAY BLOOD BANK ENDED.
          I'M NOT OKAY

Heck my old n cringey book hit 7K reads.
          Thank you ^-^
          
          Though I have moved from this account, I still get on occasionally.

Moved to @Insane_From_Pain

I love my friends, but one in particular gets on my nerves. She acts like she knows what it's like to be me. What it feels like to feel so low you can barely place one foot in front of the other as you attempt to fight through the bricks of hatred being hurled at you. 
          
          She said she knows how siblings act. She says they get along just fine...
          
          The siblings she's talking about are 4 and 7, they still haven't developed enough to fight like teenagers...like my and my brother. She says that growing up isn't much different.
          
          She doesn't know anything, she's an only child. 
          She pisses me off. She asked me why I was angrier and more irritable than usual. "My mother keeps taking my phone at night and it puts me in a horrible mood as I get extremely bad withdrawal symptoms." is what I told her.
          
          She replies with: "Oh, my mom does that. I mean, I'm addicted but it's not so bad."
          
          I literally wanted to punch her; that's saying something. It takes a lot for me to want to punch someone.
          
          She doesn't get withdrawal symptoms because she's not a d d i c t e d like I am. Her phone isn't the only thing keeping her sane and aware of the glass wall between herself and reality. Of course, she's part of reality while I am not. I'm just a nobody trapped in a glass cage who everyone mistakes for as  a tool to use to get good grades on homework as they force me to do all their work. 
          
          Another thing that pisses me off is that she's boy crazy.
          She won't stop talking about this one dude who honestly I don't find very attractive, but she does. 
          It pisses me off because I don't  f u c k i n g  care. I tell her that and she still doesn't get the message and keeps complaining about how he won't notice her. Bitch, maybe he ignores you because you annoy him. 
          
          Sorry, I just need to rant. Ignore this.

"I have no love and no tolerance for a piece of shit like you. I'm not raising a failure. Sort out your shit."
          I've never felt so unwanted. I've reached lower than rock bottom. I don't care anymore. Someone just please take this pain away. Shoot me, kill me, stab me, break me. I don't care, just distract me from the pain in my heart.

"Nothing but a piece of shit" "Full of shit" "Little bitch" 
          Thanks mom, you really help boost my self esteem.

Every time I look at this account I feel sick. It reminds me of who I was around a year ago. It pains me because I'm no longer that happy little girl. I think I'm going to delete this account and make a new one. Or maybe I'll just delete this account and never come back. Wattpad has nothing but  pained memories left for me.

How many fucking times is this going to happen? I don't feel safe anymore.
          
          I really need someone to talk to right now...

Username change...?

~I'm three steps from the edge
          Woah
          Don't push me over it
          Don't you know, don't you know?
          Every girl is capable of murder
          If you hurt her.
          Watch out, you don't push me any further, any further
          You're not the only one walking 'round with a loaded gun
          This little girl is capable of murder, 'cause you hurt her.~
          My hands are clean, not yet a killer
          Ain't I your queen?
          And did you tell her?
          'Cause you broke down all my shoulda-known-betters
          And I followed you home
          Throwing stick and stones~