( thks is like a vent for people at my school)
What's a matter Zoie?
Stop just stop.
I am done trying. I'm done with all of you. I try to be nice. I let you barrow my things, I let you say comments letting them slide. I don't tell teachers when you tease and push my buttons.
But just stop.
We are not friends so stop saying we are. You say that we are but everyone knows that's not true. If we're friends then,
Why don't you hang out with me?
Why don't you talk to me unless I talk first?
Why don't you ever come over to my house when I invite you over?
Hmm? That's right because we are not friends.
You don't even respect me. You don't use my pronouns. You never call me Zack even though you know I asked everyone to. You make fun of my boys styled clothes, my gender, my everything.
You think I joke around when I talk about my depressing thoughts, ideas, ect. You only use me when your bored. You make me feel like I'm a background charater in my own story.
So no, we aren't friends. So stop saying we are.
If we were friends you'd be here with me. Because my world is starting to crash and burn. But you're no where in sight.