I'm not a jealous person most of the time.
I realize that they chose me.
If they didn't want me, then they wouldn't be with me.
But I'm jealous.
And then there's this boy.
He's bipolar.
He's currently in his depression stage.
It's scary.
He wants me to leave, but I can't.
I want him to live.
And I've moved recently.
I pretty much hurt inside.
My heart hurts.
I want to go home.
But my daddy tells me this is home.
It's not.
To make things worse, not only is MY computer going to be the new family one, but in order for me to get my STG albums on to my iPod, I have to lose everything else.
********.
I want to rant on and on about how ANGRY and how HURT and how emotionally ******** UP I feel right now.
But I can't.
I don't want to be a burden.
There are people way worse off then me.
How could I tell them my trivial problems?
Their's are so much worse.
So much sadder...
And they need me to listen.
Angst mode: terminated.
I realize that they chose me.
If they didn't want me, then they wouldn't be with me.
But I'm jealous.
And then there's this boy.
He's bipolar.
He's currently in his depression stage.
It's scary.
He wants me to leave, but I can't.
I want him to live.
And I've moved recently.
I pretty much hurt inside.
My heart hurts.
I want to go home.
But my daddy tells me this is home.
It's not.
To make things worse, not only is MY computer going to be the new family one, but in order for me to get my STG albums on to my iPod, I have to lose everything else.
********.
I want to rant on and on about how ANGRY and how HURT and how emotionally ******** UP I feel right now.
But I can't.
I don't want to be a burden.
There are people way worse off then me.
How could I tell them my trivial problems?
Their's are so much worse.
So much sadder...
And they need me to listen.
Angst mode: terminated.
