Get me out.

i spent the whole day locked up in my room, freezing my toes off watching gossip girl, dreaming and fantasizing that shit like that could actually happen to me. and that i just might get lucky once in my miserable life.

but things dont work like that. in fact, i seem to the the one and only target of people's sadistic needs to make themselves have at least some pride and worth, and letting themselves know they will be loved. by taking away mine.

so, bye bye world. im taking some time off. and i dont want to see anything, hear anything anymore. but i do love you. that's why it hurt me so much. that's why i said you were just like her.

goodbye.

i cannot be contacted anymore. and no one will speak to me.

isnt that how my life is supposed to be?