True Colors

Blank Space

        This is a small outlook on life, and only take it into consideration if you really want to. Life shouldn't consist of drowning yourself in worry all the damn time, but it should be full of laughter and memories that will never be forgotten. Not everyone gets a life to experience what they want, so if you have that ability, I would take advantage of it. 

I'm Olivia, but I prefer everyone to call me Liv. This is the very start of summer right before my senior year of this dreadful thing called high school. My parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and whoever else you could possibly think of have all said the famous line, "High school will be the best years of your entire life." 

So they are all telling me that the anxiety right before tests and roll-call, stupid teen boys, girls who think they are entitled to everything, judgmental assholes, and pretty much every other thing that high school surrounds you with are part of the best years of my life. Shocker. I cannot tell you how many times I have had anxiety attacks. Been called a whore in the hallway.  Girls telling me I can't wear something because it doesn't belong on a body type like mine. People looking at your face and body, and then assuming something that is completely wrong.

My life may seem nice and all to someone else, but I honestly just want to get the hell out of here. I want to be away from everybody and everything that has been surrounding me for the past seventeen years of my little life. I want nobody to  be able to recognize me when I walk down the street, the halls or even the store. 

My emotions seem to be swarming within my heart, but the emotions are unknown. I don't know what the hell they even are. My emotions are just in a dull, blank space.

Well goodnight I suppose as it is three in the morning.