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Yeah, well the people on I don't talk to about all this deep s**t so i'll post another entry.
ninja I don't like girl world.
All the fighting is so sneaky.
If I tell one of my friends that someone else is annoying the rest of my friends now by hometime.
Heh, it's wierd 'cause most of the people that I know aren't even aware of the things i'm posting in journal entries.
I can't talk to some of them.
I look at them and start talking about whats gone on in my life and they look at me blankly then change the subject to what was on tv last night.
Your probably thinking 'Well you just need new friends'.
But it's not as simple as that.
EVERYONE is like this.
And yes, maybe I have trust issues.
But after everything, why wouldn't I ??
Nobody knew who I was and then they suddenly think they know me when they see I have a side fringe.
They think i'm some deppressed b***h.
Maybe I am, but they can't judge me.
They barely know who I am.
I'm the girl who sits at the front but ends up staring out the window.
I try to make nice with the people that have back-stabbed me.
But in the end, at the back of my mind i'm thinking
'will they lie to me again?
will they gossip about me behind my back again?'
... Until next time.
Yeah, well the people on I don't talk to about all this deep s**t so i'll post another entry.
ninja I don't like girl world.
All the fighting is so sneaky.
If I tell one of my friends that someone else is annoying the rest of my friends now by hometime.
Heh, it's wierd 'cause most of the people that I know aren't even aware of the things i'm posting in journal entries.
I can't talk to some of them.
I look at them and start talking about whats gone on in my life and they look at me blankly then change the subject to what was on tv last night.
Your probably thinking 'Well you just need new friends'.
But it's not as simple as that.
EVERYONE is like this.
And yes, maybe I have trust issues.
But after everything, why wouldn't I ??
Nobody knew who I was and then they suddenly think they know me when they see I have a side fringe.
They think i'm some deppressed b***h.
Maybe I am, but they can't judge me.
They barely know who I am.
I'm the girl who sits at the front but ends up staring out the window.
I try to make nice with the people that have back-stabbed me.
But in the end, at the back of my mind i'm thinking
'will they lie to me again?
will they gossip about me behind my back again?'
... Until next time.
