I've always dreaded high school, now it's the end of summer I have to go back to that hellhole. Yay! I'm sooo excited. Kill me now.
At school everyone ignores me, or are afraid of me, which I kinda like. But sitting out on the field behind a tree at lunch isn't always the most memorable. Sometimes I wish I had someone to talk to, someone like me. But I doubt anyone ever would want to talk to me, my answer to most thinks is "piss off" so ya know.
The fact that I just reject everyone who comes close to being social with me gives me a hint that I'm going to be very popular this year. Definitely.
I mean, you can't really expect a teenage girl who has a terrible home life and went through 7 years of child abuse to be the happiest little sunflower. Not a chance.
To be honest, I don't know which is better, school, or home. They're both the fiery pits of hell so really I can't decide.
How I'm still going through this life that's not worth living you ask? No clue. No fucking clue.
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