I hate people.I fell in love with a kid from Scotland.I live in the United States.He obviously didn't mean anything when he said he loved me too.Or else he wouldn't be with her.I wouldn't have to read their conversations, and feel the need to cry over and over.Because that's pretty much what I do. Cry.I haven't felt so crushed in so long. I mean....he was supposed to be different. And location...

I'mma little scared for highschool. First year being there. Spending four years there. Then it's like, your off to collage. Homecoming, Prom, football games. It's all like.. surreal to me. I'm scared because everyone changes supposedly. I don't wanna change unless it's for the better. People might forget who I am, and that's actually pretty hard to do. I know I won't lose Kelly, but like. What...

Do people honestly think when they try and insult me that I care? Reallyyy? Cause I don't. Their opinions don't mean a thing to me, and that's why I choose to ignore them. One cause I'm better then them, and two...they're just stupid if they think they can make me cry. So what if I have a little tip here and there? It won't make me a friggin drunk. I don't take enough to intoxicate me. Jesus. I'm...

Boys make me sick. But I love them all the same. The Crushes, the friends, yeah I can deal with them. It's the others that annoy me. Especially the ones that think their so much better then girls because they have an extra limb! I've recently had to deal with one! He'd flick me off and call me worthless names; that made me feel like crap. And I soon got tired of defending myself. I just broke down...