I’m frustrated with seeing all of my black friends (yes, I said black, not African American because THEY say they are black! They call me white, so what the difference?) posting racist shit. What’s worse, is that they don’t even know that it’s racist it seems. Yes, each culture is different and we all have different ways of doing things. But that doesn’t mean that one can say fucked up shit about another one because of something that happened in the past and not even to them or fuck, people they even knew! Ignorance breeds hate. And reverse racism is just as bad as regular good old fashioned racism.
Stop worrying about what fucking color people are and worry about the caliber of person that they are!!!
I know racism still exists, but it isn’t just whitey that is racist… Black people are just as guilty…

Well it is official, there is something horribly wrong with me.
I can’t be in any type of relationship. No one I’ve met can handle my problems. Or they just don’t want to. Which I don’t blame them for. I’m tired of being just a thought in the back of someone’s mind from time to time.
It’s so easy for people to discard me. I am nothing. I have nothing to offer but misery I guess.
I should just kill myself like I did in my dreams last night…

I am being straight up ignored by the guy I had a crush on. It really hurts knowing that it was so easy for him to get into my head and seriously fuck with me. I don’t know what is wrong with me other than I am gullible… He didn’t have to show any real interest if he didn’t have it. He didn’t have to pretend that he actually enjoyed my company. He didn’t have to fuck me and say that he was going to be there for me… But he did. Now I sit in bed, crushed, just waiting for my body to just let me sleep instead of cry.. Thank you for making me feel.. Thank you for crushing me…

I quit. I am not worth anyone’s time, thought, or consideration. Once you get what you needed from me, just toss me away. I am in the trash. I am that piece of garbage that you pretend your playing basketball with. It’s fun for that moment, but never thought of after tossed. Don’t try to pretend you thought of me. Don’t say that you wanted to talk… If you thought of me and wanted to talk you could have sent me a message. But you didn’t. So fuck you. Fuck the fact that you said you liked me and that we would see more of each other. Fuck the fact that I admitted to you that I really liked you and that I wanted to be around you. I wasn’t worth your time. I wasn’t worth your thought. I shouldn’t exist… I don’t to you…

I don’t know what happened or what I did, but my crush is not answering my texts anymore… It’s been a week… He said he liked me.. He asked what I thought of him… He told me he was there for me… Now… Nothing… I feel like crying and ripping my skin off… I don’t want to be me anymore… What did I do wrong!?