She acts like it's some big thing. It's not. I know when I see her, I'll think only good things about her, but right now I can't stand her in the least.
When I was in her position, I had it way worse. I had no one, anyone I talked to would call me crazy and walk away, never to speak to me again. Does she know how that feels? No, because she's always had a friend, she's always had some one to talk to, some one to encourage her. Well I NEVER have, and now she's going to say her life's bad? It's just life, just hormones and everyone goes through it, she's not the only one!
If anything, she's lucky. Everyday, I hope and hope and hope that I'll get caught and that way I won't have to worry about not getting caught. I just.. I want things to be better, things to be different. I need to go home, my real home. It's time.
She'll never know the pain I feel, to her I say huzzah!