I'm so sick of it

What am I sick of? Everything.
I am always there for people when they need me, even if it's just to cure their boredom or some shit like that. Always.

But when I need them?

They are never there.

I am sick of being used and walked all over by people.
I am sick of being there for these people whenever they fucking need me, and always making myself available for them, and then they are only there for me when it's conveniant for them.

You know what? Fuck you. The people I'm talking about won't even fucking read this-- or maybe they will, because they like to pretend they give two shits at all.

To get one thing out of the way, I KNOW I LEFT SCHOOL. I know that.
I'm the one who DID IT, remember? But I have my reasons. Good reasons. And I am making up for leaving school in my own way. So get off my fucking back about it.

Whatever. I don't have anything else to say- for now, at least.

-Jasey