May 8th
I came back home from school, feeling bad about a kid name Max. What happened that my friend named Mark told me what happened. It had to happened with anger issues and stuff with Max; due to him thinking he's slower and Mark is faster. Besides, when I look at Max, the first thing that comes to my head is that I think he's depressed. Then when I start thinking to that word, I'm just like... weak to the bone. And to be honest... I was always weak to the bone because of.... others being sad for a reasoning, or for no reason. And the way of stopping that, is me helping them. Now am I'm a psychologist? I don't know how they completely work... but I know I can be, because I'm starting to think that's it is a hidden... way of helping others. But I don't wanna show arrogance, that's just a guest. And besides...... I'm starting to look at other people's journals, some are joy while a lot are...... sad. Saying they wanna leave WattPad, saying they wanna die. Am I'm in that situation as well? Yes....... but in a hysterical way though. Because trust me, I can be hysterical... but it doesn't mean that I wouldn't die to a stupid reason... I would rather die to have the best reason. I'm not saying that you guys have to die..... I'm saying. If I die; or if I wanna die... then you must know that I have the perfect reason why I have to... does that make it understandable or.... filled you with shivers? Because trust me... I know for a fact that one of y'all are getting shivers... because when I read others journals... I get shivers tremendously... and that word is a very huge one... very.
Also, I'm starting to have friend problems...... some abandoned me, some left... it's just makes me feel betrayed or weak. I like friends... but I'm ain't asking for a marriage, because do I love many girls? Of course I don't give to damns about that! You get a girlfriend, then what? Abuse her next? Who gives a crap about a girlfriend. In fact, a girl name Riya... I like her as a friend... but she's starting to tell other people's that, 'Jordan thinks I'm hot, Jordan thinks I'm hot, Jordan thin-' I don't care... I really don't. I don't have woman....... but they can just sometimes neither outsmart me, outplayed me... or tease me. Do I like teasers? Barely.... just barely. And all this I'm saying... was track... all in one day, can you believe that?
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