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Birthday
1993-08-31
Gender
Female
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I go to A-kon in Dallas, TX. So somewhere around there.
Member Since
2005-05-24
Real Name
Brittney
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I've sold my art for $100's of dollars.
Favorite Anime
MANGA. Fullmetal Alchemist.DeathNote.Chobits. AND THE OFFICE.
Goals
Get through the next 2 years.
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Art.
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Sunday, July 13, 2008
Well yesterday.
I hung out with Addie and Sara.
Then I waited 5 hours for Ruckles to get home.
I was like whatevs.
We were supposed to have a sleep over... but again... her mom said no.
So of course, I got all emotional like I always do, and started crying.
Ruckles got mad, and started being a bit mean, so I hung up.
5 mintues later, her sister calls me and cusses me out.
She said that "she knows I'm depressed but I shouldn't bring other's down with me"
"I've never make friends because of how I treat people."
"Ruckles is the sweetest girl she's ever met and how dare you hurt her..."
"I come in to her crying so much, please stop being so cruel to her."
I've stood by her so six years. She's done this to me every night.
Ruckles crys every night.
I don't know why, but usually I'm ALWAYS there for her. Trying to bring her out of her depression, cheering her up.
I do so much for her.
I had no idea that she cried every night because of me.
I feel like a worthless piece of shit that can't do anything.
I had no idea I was such a terrible person.
I'm sorry Ruckles.
Her sister's words keep replaying in my head.
They won't leave me alone. It's driving me crazy.
I'm sorry I've been relying on you so much.
I'm sorry.
I just needed a friend.... I'm sorry.
I had no idea I was hurting you.
I'm sorry I ruined Jen's birthday.
I'm sorry I've been ruining your life.
I'm sorry I can't deal with my sister's boyfriends death, then a cousin's death, then my sister attempting suicide, then my mom trying to burn the house down, then Keifer moving out, then all of your problems, then my mom getting a brain tumor, then her breaking her ankle, then finding out I have to move.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
And no, I'm not trying to make you feel bad.
Just simply saying I'm sorry.
And yes, I cut. I'm sorry about that too.
And it's deeper then you've ever done.
I did it again about 30 mintues ago.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I wish I wasn't having a mental break down, but I am.
I'm sorry.
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