Dear C,
I feel as if our friendship is suffering. I'm not sure why, but that's just what I think. I mean...we used to be like the best of friends, and when you started hanging out with other people and I started hanging out with other people, we stopped. I mean we still hang out but not as much as we used to . yeah you still help me with my issues, and i still help you with yours. but that's only when you have time. before you didn't mind, you'd drop almost anything just to help figure it out. i just don;t know.
H.
Dear N,
Okay, more then likely this is going to leak out into the public anyways, I still like you. Yeah, okay. I said it. I mean, I'm not sure why I still like you I just do. I mean...it's just something about you I guess. If you hadn't been such an *** this would be okay with me. But you were, and now I'm even more confused then I should be.
H.
Dear School Peoples,
If it's not already painfully obvious, I don't give a **** what you think. I mean, I used to but I decided that was holding me back from being who I really am. You can say whatever you want. It's not going to affect me. Call me a ******, I'll walk away. Call me a *****, I'll walk away. Cuss me out for something I didn't do, or for no reason I'll cuss you back. I'm not dealing with all the ******** anymore. I'm sick and tired of people thinking that I am an easy target to pick on just because I'm small and you don't think that I can hurt you. Even if I couldn't I have friends that can, and will. I mean what in the **** has this hell hole we call high school come to? The beginning of the year, everybody liked everybody. Now we're beating the **** out of everybody. All of the **** that you say behind somebody's back is going to come back and bite you in the ****ing ***. Everybody has turned into complete *******s. You need to calm the hell down. And get over it. Nobody gives a ****.
H.
Dear TBers,
Sorry for all the *'s in the above post. I had a bit of a moment.
H.
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