I hate my life. Literally right now I just want to crawl into my bed and listen to Sarah McLachlan and cry. I hate everything and I don't want to face it anymore. I don't think I actually have any real friends. You know you think you do and then something happens and you realize the only friend you have is your 27 year old teacher and he's the one who actually cares about you the most but that's not saying much because apparently no one else does at all. So what am I supposed to keep pretending to be friends with these horrible people? How many times this year alone have I cried at school because of them. Since when do I deserve that? But it's not like I can just hang out by myself instead. ew, high school, ew. What happened that made me the outcast of that group? Why the hell is it me and why the hell does it have to be anyone? Wow it's weird thinking about not having any friends. Is that how it is going to be? It's not like any of them are going to appologize to me. Since when is my best friend so mean to me without even thinking twice about it? I have been trying soooo damn hard with all of them this year. And this is what I get in return. I can't keep dealing with this. I guess I have to go now, I'll write more about this later.

PS I'm not suicidal, I promise, really.