You know how animals whimper? Well, that's basically what I do every time someone says something that either insults me, or just upsets me in general. And if they hear me, they proceed to ask what the fuck's wrong with me. I honestly just want to list the things off to them. And I just might do that this year. Fucking rage on everyone that insults me. I just can't handle people this year. And I refuse to. If I get sent the principal's office, so fucking what? I just refuse to handle bullshit this year.
People repeatedly called me names such as slut, whore, goth chick, fat chick, dyke, etc last year. I'm sick of it. I'm not going to deal with it anymore.
This is how people eventually end up; it's all because of the bullshit they have to handle. Well, no more.
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