As u can tell im bored and can't sleep
Alot of shit is running through my mind about 99% of you know already, more than i actually anticipated on knowing. I wish it was 0% of people knowing and im at mayfair enjoying my fucking senior year like everyone is suppose to.
I am now an outcast (i hope i spelled that right damn outkast) and thats the truth, i grow distant to the ones i actually hung around with at school, and now even my other friends are no longer approachable. There are still those who I can talk to even chill with on somewhat of a daily basis. This seems more like a jail letter than anything, I guess my house is my own prison (doesn't every teen say that?) ok so I guess my own life is my own wrong doing but still, everybody that I've grown up with knows me differently. Damn these second chances of life, this would be actually around my third or fourth chance at it. Am I lucky? Of course, I know im ungratefull and thats something I want to take back. I've said that I will show how I have persivered through all this, Fuck that I will show it, take those damn tests and move onto college.
People actually relieve stress writing blogs? Why the fuck am i doing this?
If you read this IM me and tell me you did haha.
