I just realized the only way I'm ever truly happy is when I'm living in my imagination. Everything is almost perfect in my head but if for once I just out of my dreamland I wake up into shit and depression. I'm never happy. I just want a life like in my mind. It sounds crazy yeah but it's all so much better there. There's hardly any drama, there are people I can actually bare to be around, and I'm not here. I wish I could just live inside my head with everything in it real. My whole life is a lie.

I knew I would make no impact on his life.

Never thought it would hurt this much. I broke up with him. I mean sure she asked but I've finally completely shattered. Fml.

I'm terrified.

I want to end it but I don't know how. Kelly if you read this. Help me please =[

Why does this has to happen? Everytime. Every fucking time. Good god and now I think I have feelings for him because he's always there and so nice but it will never happen. I'm losing my friends and next year will be all alone. Yet I'm still afraid to leave.

I'm so tired of living here and being yelled and bitched at for stupid things. I get it I'm not very bright. Sorry I'm not that future doctor you wanted.