It’s not often that I wish I was capable of crying, but I think I need to now. I feel like I have so much built up inside of me and I don’t know what to do. I let things roll off of my back and don’t correct people when they make hasty assumptions about me. I don’t care about much of anything. And then there are those days where I do. There are days when I wish my parents would stop fighting and just fucking divorce already. Living in this house is not healthy, it’s not okay, and no one’s happy. I wish  my dad would just leave. I wish that people didn’t try to hurt me intentionally just because I happened to hurt them once.

I think what’s happening to Kelly right now is fucking terrible. I miss the days when we used to giggle together in class about dumb shit. We were never very close but I want the best for her. This isn’t her. I think it’s disgusting that people that probably don’t even know her write on her Facebook wall asking why she did what she did and tell her that it’s fucked up. Is it? Yeah, obviously but whose place is it to say so? Honestly I wish everyone would just grow the fuck up and stay out of other peoples’ business. She made a huge mistake, let her deal with it.

I can see now that I’m on a different level than most of the people I used to hang out with, or even people that I have hung out with recently. Not that I’m some crazy fountain of maturity but I feel like many people just haven’t gotten there yet. They’re still the same people I used to get along with when i was in tenth grade, and they haven’t changed a bit. Most things don’t concern me anymore. I don’t understand why people are the way they are anymore.