New Yorker,

I love pretending to have your your music playing on your headphones, but actually have it turned off so you can hear every single fucking word everyone is saying about you cause they think you can’t hear them

I love pretending to have your your music playing on your headphones, but actually have it turned off so you can hear every single fucking word everyone is saying about you cause they think you can’t hear them

When I see a razor or something sharp all it is to me is a temptation. And a way out.

I’m right back where I was a few years ago, having everyone hate me. Everything I worked for, everything I earned gone because of one word from a stupid adult that really had no clue what he was talking about. My life gone. I went to a new school and made a new reputation for myself. Witch by the way didn’t go well. This year has been a landslide. Grades went down, lost friends lost, faces changed. I’m so a shamed of what I’ve become, and honestly I’m not proud of it. I don’t need this. So if anyone from my school ever sees this I’d just like to say I’m so sorry. For the list, the lies , the bullying. This isn’t going to make things better and I know but it’ll make me feel a little better. I’m so sorry, I really am. Like I said I’m not proud. This isn’t who I am.