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Monday, February 13, 2006
i am trying to get better. i really am. i'm trying to hide it from you, and everyone. everyone is eaier to hide it from then u. i will try, i won't hide it from you anymore. everyone else, i will hide it from, like i always have. they are easier to hide from. well, maybe not greg,, but i think that cuz he very very smart when it comes to that. lol.
you know what i've noticed? i came home today, happy as can be, deciding to try and be optimistic about everything, like i was at school. i walked in, said hi, then they managed to take the smile off my face once more. it has nothing to do about me getting in trouble. they just love making fun of me and shit like that. like what i drew for a project in art class. they made fun of that. and ofcourse, the way i look. today was my hair. i wonder what tomorow will be... whatever. they just make me mad, that's all. it's like they love making me want to cry. i mean, i dont give a fuck about my hair, or whether or not they like the dumb ass shitty drawing. but they could at least act like it would be possible to be proud of me. i mean, i may not be able to draw worth shit, but i tried hard to. and i may be ugly and shit but they don't gotta point every little flaw i have out.
i guess it my own fault. i mean, i'm not exactly the greatest daughter in the world. whatever. they can go to hell. if they don't wanna accept me like i am, then they can go fuck themselves. i just never thought i would say that about my parents, but really, they are the worst ones. everyone else has always hated me because of who i am, but i never thought they would.
whatever, i should stop talking like this, it not good. i am not happy today, but the day is not done, and i may aswell put a littleeffort into it. no big deal, just throw on the mask again. they always believe that. i guess it cuz it's always on....
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