November 24, 2010.

Wednesday. No school for me.
it hurts to type... walk.... listen....
05:49 and i turn my phone off. Its going to stay off until Monday. PROMISE.

So tell me when you hear my heart stop.......... <3

Ha, Lykke Li. 

-Possibility.

Anxiety:

I don't want a "cure" or why they are caused.

I want people who have it. 

Just so i can seem normal for 2 minutes.

I always feel like fainting now..

In Math-

In  Science- its a lot worse because of hearless people who sit next to me and throw my book on the ground for no reason.

I know what you're thinking. "Toughen Up, Margaret. He does that to everyone.." 

NO, he doesnt. I'm his (EVERYONES) special project. Secretly, i think everyone is against me.....

I think they all talk about me and find ways

to  make me cry myself to sleep at night...

But no, that would mean they actually cared for me a little.

Hell, i sound like a whiny brat. 

Im not..

I promise.

Bipolar disorder. I do not have it. So stop saying i do. People at school need to stop telling me to change.

Stop telling me "WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU????" and calling me psycho. 

This is not a freaking rant. It's the freaking truth.

You're probably thinking that your life is so much worse. 

Shut up. 

I'm sorry. Not for being me, but for making you listen and act like you care.

Your turn.