Everything:infravermelho

I know its middle school shit but god. I hate feeling so so ugly. I know that sounds vain but sometimes I really really wish I was as pretty as Mariah. It just sucks when the guy you like is obsessed over one of those pretty girls. I used to be so confident with myself but now I'm nothing. Like when I actually found something that makes me happy, exibit A: playing the cello. And I thought it was something I did really well. My teacher puts on my grade comments "shows improvement". So I do play like shit, the only thing that mattered to me, I do horrible at. Who the hell am I? I don't even know a cent of that!

Yes, sometimes I just wish I had someone in the world to back me up once in awhile, to walk in place. Sit where I sit in the back of the classroom quiet. To know how I feel. To know how it feels to want to be loved more than anything in the world.