If there is anything annoying on this Earth it would have to be when people make plans with me and then cancel them. And then I find out that they went out and did shit with someone else? Like no fuck you don’t come asking me to do shit ever again because you’re bored. I’m done being the last resort for people.
I honestly don’t know what to do anymore. Everyone in my life is turning on me and bullshit is coming to the surface. I want to be out of this life. I hate it. I’m slipping back into my old ways and it scares the shit out of me. I don’t want to feel like this. I never wanted to feel this way again. I guess when you lose something so great in your life, this shit creeps up on you at the most random of times. If you’re going to be a fucking asshole about everything and make fun of me and push my buttons all the time, you are obviously going to make me upset and/or mad. Like no. Stop. Just stop. You are being an ignorant fuck. Stop getting pleasure out of my pain and leave me the fuck alone.