Fuck this shit.
This week has been horrible.
Bullshit, bullshit and more bullshit.
I keep trying to stay strong and get out of this pool of extreme sadness, but it's not working.
Depression keeps kicking me into ass.
I also have a second job interview for the job I have today, and how the actual fuck am I supposed to be lively and smiley when I'm feeling like shit?
The first interview was a phone interview and I was sorta confident in that because that's when I made the goal for myself to actually try harder in getting out this extreme sadness.
Now, I'm all fucked up.
Oh, and that boy I like? Um, I guarantee he forgot about me. Doesn't really notice me anymore...
Acknowledges everyone else but me now.
I know I'm ugly af but damn. The way he was towards me, I guess it just got me hopes up.
I knew I wasn't good enough for him.
I swear love hates me.
And all this other bullshit that I don't wanna really talk or even write about because it makes me upset to the point where I feel short of breath.
This is just fuckin' tedious.
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Stay Away 2 (sequel to Stay Away) | #Wattys2015
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