WARNING = EXPLICIT CONTENT (PG13!!)heh

DIARY ENTRY OF MAY 26th
Anger
may 26th
I have let out all the anger locked up inside
Maybe it's coz i realized
that how much of a dork i am and i'll prolly never marry
I'm an outkast of the groupie at skool. Everyone in my
groupie listens to R&B and I listen to punk. Everyone in my
groupie loves/listens J.LO and I love/listen to NFG.
Everyone loves dancing and grinding with some "hot"
preppies. and I don't dance coz of my minimal dancing
skills. I jump/surf in moshpits with crazy ass punks.
Everyone shops at MEXX/GUESS/Buffalo/Plenty.
I shop at Winners/Hot Topic/West49 / Fluid.
They hang at the mall after skool to pick up guys,
i hang at home to just be alone and away from everyone.
They dig guys that breakdances.
I dig guy that has a band.
They dig guys that hang at clubs.
I dig guys that hang at their house or garage jamming songs with band or just by himself.
They wear beige/white colored stuff and jean jackets, heals/hoop earrings and nicely tied up hair with a mega load of hairspray.
i wear black/red/yellow/gray colored stuff with kangaroo sweat shirts, skate shoes.. no earings(tho i have piercings) and hair that doesn't need to be tied up.
Everyone in my groupie is attached and happy and have no clue what 'suicide/depression' means to other ppl.
Where as I am a victim of 'depression’ and thoughts of suicide'.
They think i'm a weirdo coz i don't like the things they do....
and I don't like myself very much either coz i'm just a friggin weirdo,
and nobody would want me coz i'm butt ugly. People say they care, but they don't.
SCREW IT. FUCK everyone who are two faced.
If you don't really care about me
than, please
shut the fuck up and get the hell outta my face.