How to upset the people around you.
This might be a huge rant, so read if you can be bothered, if your not gonna read it then don't post saying that as it's just a waste of space/time.
What a great week this has been. My good friend Lizzie isn't talking to me because of something I said to my girlfriend. My ex isn't talking to me because of something I said to my other mate. Two of my friends aren't talking to me because I smacked some kids head off a wall (he's an annoying little **** who was writing stuff about me on a wall) and my other friend is refusing to be civil because I'm "too close to his girlfriend", which makes him a hypocritical *******.
This is what I put in my blog yesterday. (Neil is my brother, James is my mums boyfriend)
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Right, just to clear some **** up. Perhaps I might be a tad bit ****ed off if one of teh people I care about realises Im ******. I feel like **** because of it and know I don't deserve her as a mate. But I won't cut myself over it, I'm not allowed to do that apparently because it's not "manly". Lets talk about it, oh wait, people get ****ed off when I talk about their problems. Hmm, lets go to the gym with my dad and have a run. Oh guess what, can't even ****ing do that, stupid weight problem thing.
Yeah well theres that, and the fact my mum and dad are getting divorced which greatly ****ing helps when my mum can't controll Neil. James is a great ****ing help with that. I don't mind the guy but he could help, I mean i'll probably be the one dragging Neil to dads when he hits mum ¬.¬
So when i'm trying to talk to Pittaway about something (Oh noes I can't do that, guess i'll have to burn in hell) and have Tam say someones writing **** about me on a wall for no ****ing reason, don'tcha just think I might be a tad ****ed off? Or whats worse is that my mates ditch me at the first sign of me sticking up for myself, except for Jonny and Pittaway, I guess they're my 'real' friends ¬.¬
That kinder explains why i'm ****ed off, and sure I don't think when Im ****ed off, I usually just go and swallow a few paracetamols but I couldn't do that in the middle of school. I just flipped when I heard someone was insulting me on a wall (sure the schools being destroyed in February), so the first thing I did was hit the kids head off the wall. My mate decides to have a go at me (According to him self harming isn't manly and he always thinks he's right) saying it was uncalled for and he was only having a laugh. Sure taking the **** outa someone for the whole school to see makes my sides split. I was close to punching him, after he called me "G unit" for opening a door, yeah, I really love trying to act hard when i'm opening a door. The only person I knew I wouldn't punch was my girlfriend, so I went and hugged her for the rest of lunch whilst her mates laughed at what i'd done, actually most people laughed when I told them.
But then theres my other mate. He had been argueing with his girlfriend a few weeks back and she was really upset. I was the only person online so I tried to help (well yeah, I help everyone since Im such a great listener ¬.¬) and I ended up being her shoulder to cry on, I was there when her boyfriend wasn't and he was becoming jealous or something. TREAT HER RIGHT THEN YOU ****! Really great when he spends all of science flirting with my ex and another of my girl mates. He can't handle it when someone talks to his girlfriend but he's fine flirting with other girls. He doesn't deserve her. (Me and my girlfriend have only been going out since the weekend, this was a week or 2 back)
And the final person i'll ***** about is Lizzie. Shes such an awesome mate whos been really depressed over some lad. I really hated who I thought it was because she was really upset that they'd never feel the same about each other. Then she told me it was me ¬.¬ She decided to not talk to my girlfriend (they'd been best mates) and she was wondering why. I told her it might be because she'd liked me for ages. Of course Lizzie found out i'd said something and is saying I wrecked her life because her mates won't talk to her now (sure, being worried how she is is really not talking to her). So I feel like a ****** for that.
I'm just so ****ed off. I want to go and get drunk or stoned on something, just to make me feel better. I thought that half a pack of paracetanol might make me happy but we don't have enough left. Any ideas?
