The End
I don't know why I'm writing this. The people I'm writing about wont read it, or care...: or see that it's about them in any way. Everyone else we'll tell me to stay and then fade into the background while the people who pretend to actually be my friends..... Aren't there. People always ask about signs when a person commits suicide... "We didn't know... " There was a note right there for MONTHS... Open your eyes!! Before it even got that far every time I tried to talk to you I was shot down.... Other people...other people's opinions meant more than me or mine ever did and you never had the balls to consider my heart or my feelings...yet you called yourself a friend... a sister. You used me and because I was older I was supposed to take it like some whipping boy! No more!! I'm done being the last one on everyone's list because I'm quiet... Because I'm always there to walk all over. I'm done with the verbal abuse and the.... The everything .... Done.... Game over!!! I deserve better than fake people who only use me when it's convenient and this me away when someone better comes along. I DESERVE BETTER!!
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