Can Nobody See Me Dying Here?
Date: Mar 6th, 2005 6:22:49 pm - Subscribe
Mood: despondent
It's already Sunday, and I have to write a short story that is completely in Spanish, and draw some pictures that go with it, by tomorrow. It wouldn't been so hard, but I'm working so hard on drawing the pictures on separate peices of paper, and I'm trying to make them stunning. I not only want to show my teacher that I'm not a lazy ass and that I've really been struggling, but I also want to gain some recognition from my classmates. Selfish, but I need it, I feel so alone and unliked. I've never had a friend that admired me. I guess you can say I've never had a true friend at all. Everyone runs away from me, or abuses me verbally and emotionally just because I'm different. The few that do like me, the world always find a way to separate us.
I hate the world and life with a passion, but I especially hate myself. I don't know why I hang around just to keep suffering.
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