They only want to sleep with me and I don't know anything else, and I'm scared that no other boy will be different and just want me and love me for everything and not just my body.
I feel disgusting.
I loved you Brandon.
But I guess I was just your sex toy.
I know you won't have called or texted, but for that one tiny second I think, just maybe, maybe you will have.
If I stopped being the straight A, well-behaved girl who tries to live up to everyone's expectations
And instead did something crazy, something wild and shocking.
Does anybody else feel like they've kept themselves bottled up?
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Some awesome lists!
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No one ever stands up to him.
While making fun of a girl I barely knew, I shoved him. I freaked at him.
He left her alone and she thanked me.
Now, every time he bullies someone, someone else stands up to him. He's losing power.
I've never felt better.
I snap rubber bands on my wrists and hands, rap my knuckles with pencils, and peel at my lips and fingertips until they bleed.
Apparently I don't need help because I don't do deadly things. Yet.
Who knows if I'm going to stop here.
