Rant
I was just lying on the floor and you think it's ok to grab my butt. It's not okay and you know it. I wasn't mean to you I just told you to get off. You where mean to me though. You said you'd like to see me, I asked.*
You left me, crying on the floor trying to get me to go home. I can walk home myself. We're supposed to be friends and you stood there back to me and said, ' you do know it's 28 past now, your dad will be angry if you late, your. Being stupid now'. *How friendly is that.*
My head hurt, i didn't want to walk much. I thougt about throwing a stick at u but I didn't because of my head.
You left, not caring at all and all horrible like when there wasn't a reason for it. *I stayed. I wanted to and that was ok. *
What would u do if you came out to close the gate and found me half dead on the floor or you got a call at your door from dad about why you left me and an ambulance there. How about I decided to hurt myself. I'm already hurt, emotionaly, and I have a headache and swollen ankle.
(this part here didn't happen it's not true)
My feet won't work anymore. I can't stand or walk because I broke them. Both of them. My poor feet. They've carried me this far and now they won't work, I've ended everything. I can't go any futhercthan this now. Good bye*
I was just lying on the floor and you think it's ok to grab my butt. It's not okay and you know it. I wasn't mean to you I just told you to get off. You where mean to me though. You said you'd like to see me, I asked.*
You left me, crying on the floor trying to get me to go home. I can walk home myself. We're supposed to be friends and you stood there back to me and said, ' you do know it's 28 past now, your dad will be angry if you late, your. Being stupid now'. *How friendly is that.*
My head hurt, i didn't want to walk much. I thougt about throwing a stick at u but I didn't because of my head.
You left, not caring at all and all horrible like when there wasn't a reason for it. *I stayed. I wanted to and that was ok. *
What would u do if you came out to close the gate and found me half dead on the floor or you got a call at your door from dad about why you left me and an ambulance there. How about I decided to hurt myself. I'm already hurt, emotionaly, and I have a headache and swollen ankle.
(this part here didn't happen it's not true)
My feet won't work anymore. I can't stand or walk because I broke them. Both of them. My poor feet. They've carried me this far and now they won't work, I've ended everything. I can't go any futhercthan this now. Good bye*