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Something good: Steven didn't get drug tested.
Something bad: people don't know how to react to what's in my head.
Totally breaking news, right? :/
Posted something on facebook.
Sarah called my mom and told her i put something freaky on there or some shit.
People don't understand that when i ask to be left alone, they best do it.
Anyway, i started crying.
Steven was trying to help.
It's sorta okay, now.
My eyes hurt.
Basically, what it was, was how I'm so sick of everything, but what difference does it make, and whether or not i have any control over it all.
I guess, my brain views things very differently than EVERYONE else in the world.
At least that's how people treat me when i try explaining anything.
I started on my homework (the reading part, anyway).