I wish someone could understand. I need someone. I miss everyone that used to be apart if my life. If i were to not show up ever again at massaponax, no one would even notice. I dont have a real friend here Everyday I go to school, I realize how much it doesn’t matter. I’m not going to remember any of these people, any of these classes, any of it. I try so hard to get those expected grades, but im an idiot, so I can’t. I’m a superficial bitch. I judge people because it’s a habit, even thought I freak out when it happens the other way around. I lie to my parents like its my job, digging myself deeper every time. I listen to my parents fight every single night. My mom hates her life, because of me and there is nothing for me to do about it. Oh yeah, I can’t forget about him. I like him, alot. I go out of my way to wave “hey” to him, even if it takes me longer. Whenever people bring him up, I can’t help but to smile. But he belongs to someone else. Even if he didnt, I would never have a chance. I’m Indian. And ugly, I have the body of a 10 year old. I’m all bones, and people may think its good, it’s not. It’s not fun explaining to people you’re not anorexic. It’s also not fun when people make “those jokes”. It was funny the first time, and I didn’t give a fuck last year, but that shit get old. It’s annoying, no one will ever understand the jokes can actually hurt more than they annoy me.