In Another Life

School. The one place I would rather be in jail than be here. Haters. That's the word. Haters. No one is my friend, no one is my boyfriend, no one is jealous of me. The girls backstabbed me, Joey dumped me for Tessa. I have no life. I have no life anymore. Wake up, make myself look the slightest bit attractive, eat breakfast, puke it back up five minutes later, brush me teeth, go to school, learn something I don't give a shit about, come back home, think about cutting myself, don't end up doing it, stare blankly at a television, eat dinner, puke that up, weigh myself, wish I was skinnier, attempt at doing homework, excerize, weigh myself again, go to sleep, and start all over.

Yes this is my life, no I don't like it, but this is what my life has come to. And no nobody cares about my unhealthiness, because no one cares about me.