I HATE BOYS. THEY STINKY AND THEY NASTY AND THE CHOLO ON THE CORNER HOLLA AT ME.
That is all.
Stop telling that it gets better. Cause I hate it here. When my mom tells me to come home early? I can’t help but to get extremely frustrated. What is home? Cause this sure as hell doesn’t feel like home at all.
So hard to be optimistic when their is no one here. I’m done pretending to be so happy to be in the East Coast. Like I am done.
Just shut up and let me be sad, I understand that it may get better later. But it isn’t right now, its horrible. So please shut up and let me just be upset.
It sucks that I have no one that I can just spill my current feelings to. It sucks that I have to resort to writing my pity on tumblr to feel an ounce of someone listening and understanding me.