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GET OVER IT
How the hell do you know this isn't how I act, when you're not even around to see what I'm like?
You haven't been around since I was 9. Like, COMPLETELY GONE.
And it's sad that now you FINALLY f-cking care. But you know what? You are completely wasting your time.
I don't give a rats a** if I'm breaking your heart.
I don't give a rats a** if I'm making you cry.
It doesn't matter. I don't give a flying s**t.
Yes, I am having Chihiro withdrawals.
YES, I am currently pissed off because I can't sew for s**t.
YES, I just want to die.
You know what? I'm also pissed off that every stupid slut I come accross in Hawaii is...wait. My bad. They're sluts, whores, and pregnant teenagers that don't know s**t. They act like they're all that. But you know what? It's the same for the mainland, America.
I hate how the stupid rich people in this stupid dump of Japan claim they're more beautiful, more better then the average person.
Beauty, money, sex, the world is corrupt.
You know what? I just wish everyone shot themselves.
It would be sooo funny.
Just watch everyone die.
GOD DAMN IT.
I'm serious. I'm sick of the fact that whatever I do, I fail at it.
I'm sick of having to WAIT to talk to someone, even when they're not talking to anyone else.
I'm sick of having to listen to this stupid wannabe Math teacher. He's just a stupid Student Teacher, he's nothing special.
I'm absolutely sick of people calling me names, when I don't even know them.
I'm ******** sick of being labeled uke.
So what? I am. OK. I get the picture. STOP CALLING ME THAT. I hate it that when friends draw our whole group, I'm the stupid one with "UKE" written on the shirt, when really, I don't have that. So what if I look uke? You ******** with me I break your ******** neck. Seriously.
[******** THE HUMAN RACE.
I want Chihiro back, and more ******** time to sew the dress. I don't want to send stupid letters to colleges. I don't want to be in a class full of idiots. I don't want to be at a high school with a bunch of idiots!
DAMN IT. I'M DONE.
Deep breathe.
Exhale.
Pull the triger.
I yelled at my long distance mother over the phone. I screamed at Suzu for being the worst ******** legal guardian in the entire world. I locked my dog out of my room. I hit my head repeatedly against my bed post.
Went to McDonalds
went bowling.
Had some fun.
Saw Chihiro go bye-bye.
And then got pissed off.
Today, was okay. I suppose.
Natsuki is sooo addorible.
Suzu's friend, yes. And some of Chihiro's old high school friends and such.
UGHHH.
I'm still pissed off.
But whatever.
I got to sit...across of Natsuki.
HAHA.
OH YEAH.
PFFT.
WHATEVER.
Across and on the other side of the wall.
OH HEY, I'm typing and not even looking at the stupid computer.
Crap.
I think I'm in trouble.
El Oh El.
"HI NATSUKI!"
"Hi Shiro-chan."
-tiny slap- "TEHEHEHE"
"Shiro-tan!"
"MWAHAHAHA"
"sorry Natsuki~"
"No it's okay." -throws a french fry-
"Aieeeeeee." -steals burger-
"OI! Mine!"
lol So yeahhh. We were playing around. And having fun. And not wanting Chihiro to go~
Ughh. Oi. I talked to my mum again. This time...I was sad and not mad. And she said she would buy me a sewing machine. OR just get Suzu to buy it. HAHA.
nya.
I'm all good now.
Geebuss.
I felt bad and let my dog in. And I hugged him.
And he went off to playing with his chew toy thingie mabob.
It's in my room. HOW AWESOME.
Oi, and While we were out last night, Chihiro got this poker thing. It's this stick, with a hand at the end, and it's pointing. He let me play with it. And I was poking things like mad.
It was soo funny. hehe.
And ...I'm fine with being Uke....I just don't like it when people underestimate me and think I can't defend myself. I do have painful accuracy. I'm not as timid as you think. And even though I'm a bit awkward, in the way I stand and my presence, I am tough :'D
yes. TSUNDERE UKE :'D lmfao.
じゃあね！