that whenever something seems to be going good, it is followed by greater good. and happiness.
than when something converts to bad, it stays bad. and just keeps going downward.
but i should be used to this by now. its been happening since as far back as i can remember.
its either all good luck, or all shit.
why cant there just be a happy medium.
why cant people see what i truly mean when i say certain things.
its just bullshit. and frankly im tired of it.
beyond tired with high school.
and extremely tired of this fucking place. theres nothing here that is benefiting me.
yeah i have a couple true friends. emphasis on the word COUPLE.
the rest are just bullshitters who have nothing better to do than pretend to be someone's friend, and not even really care about anyone but themselves.
i find me asking myself why is it that every friend i come in contact with, it turns to shit.
turns to lies. fake.
is it me? thats probably it right there. its me.
theres nothing keeping me here.
im seriously considering moving with my dad in washington. its beautiful there. and peaceful.
the complete opposite from this shithole desert. and i can be around people who actually give a shit about me. my sisters and my brothers. i love you coya.
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