I can't believe what I have become. I've hurt the only person I've ever cared about in the world and I highly doubt it will ever be saved again. I got her a great gift for christmas....but now I doubt she wants it.
Overcome by rage and jealousy, I turned into a girl who I never wanted to become. I have no friends. I have no reason to live. I don't think I'll ever stop crying for what I did to her. I've tried to cover my tears with fake smiles and a mask that hides my emotions. I put all my emotions and energy into either keeping my mind off things and not crying or keeping warm and quiet when I'm outside or something of the like.
But now, I will never have my tears cease again. I will never have it be the same. We can't be friends now because of what I did. God damn me. I'm such a ******** b***h that doesn't deserve this thing called life. Why do I have my old me hide in a corner whilst the new me tries to be...different than the quiet girl she once was....
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The Lies She Wrote
Lost within the deep confines of her mind, the girl wrote about her life as best she could. Despite the fact that over half of what she wrote was a total and complete lie. [no, that doesn't apply to me...]
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p.s. I'm sure she'd love the present.