RP of trincity

Dear rp,


After today, how you treated me, im glad i got out of this so called relationship. You call up and cuss someone who has just left the hospital, on anti anxiety meds, under severe stress to tell them go fuck themself, you wish them dead. I know now i really made the best decision. I wasted 2 years on you. Two years on someone who only had a 2 piece and fries to share to offer me, or at least who was willing to. Two years on someone who held hate, who has now begun to show me hate when all i asked for was love. But for 2011, all i ask is that you learn to love your flabby self. Learn to accept your vindictive self. Learn to appreciate what you had.  Because you never really did

Written, your ex from 2008-2010 (They were good years)

Why

Why did he have to turn out to be such an uncaring asshole. I was hoping that at least even after i'd be able to say yeh we broke up but he was one of the good ones. But he just turned out to be another selfish uncaring cheating dunm fuck

The day after

So  the events of this week taught me a thing or two about love. I realize that in addition 2 my parents, ryan really didnt love me. If he did, he surely wouldnt have waited 12 hours to show concern by requesting I call HIM back to find out whats wrong. Ive been more concerned about his mother than he showed me this past week. I really dont know why i fall for these assholes who see me as undeserving of happiness. So now im certain he was cheating as everyone thought. I just dont understand why no1 thinks i deserve hole love. And my father in addition, the reason i'm in the hospital is because im jealous of giselle. You see that, fuck you and have a nice life

Day 11: Well this is it

She finally said it. Im a waste of her time and space. Apparently in a week ive proven that im too much and she told me im old enough so get out. She doesnt care about me and ive taken all from her and im killing her by being me, being alive, being depressed and needing help. I really dont know why i was born. I was born uglier than everyone else and have always had to try harder. So to put everyone out of their misery ive decided to kill myself. lIKE SHE SAID IM A WASTE OF SPACE. tHIS IS MY FIINAL POST.

Day 10: Sadness Returns

Nobody cares or understands or wants to understand how i feel. And ive grown so accustomed to it, bottling up my feelings just to make everyone else feel more confortable that i cant share, cant vent, just could only sit back and cry. How can I go back to barbados more fragile than I came? How? I know she'll see my weakness and ill be instant prey for a hostile attcak. What do I do? Im scared and hurt and nobody cares. I know nobody. Im too tiring to care about. Im not pretty enough, not worth caring about and everyone just assumes im jealous. But when im dead, they'll know

Day 9: The end nears

So i'll be back in the home in less than 24 hours and im quite sad. To think that they spent the day proudly displaying their new "toy" and saying oh what a bitch she is for not wanting to play in the game I shall aptly call "lets enable the teenagers in procreating again and again and again and again." Yes she's such a bitch for standing up for what she's been taught. Shame on her! And her standards which she didnt come up with but her mother did. I hate to think I wasted my whole life walking the line when I could have just said fuck the rules and gotten away with it. Well  I guess some are luckier than others, some like me get slapped!

Day8 This is for yesterday

Today was an ok day. Despite my mother doing what she always does metaphorically and walking away when  im speaking to her about how I feel. Im in Tobago with la bruja. And tbh, its not that bad. However she is extremely superficial, not walking 2 walk near steve in case ppl see. Bitch get a life! At the risk of speaking prematurely, 1 down 1 to go