metaphorical-moose:fuck-you-flipflops:hollsh:josie25:flackattack:chigirl:savvytazer1991:synysterveng
metaphorical-moose:fuck-you-flipflops:hollsh:josie25:flackattack:chigirl:savvytazer1991:synystervengeance:fiction-death:gnomeyy:arinilejay:terrachu:gynec0l0gy:don’t be so optimistic.Put down the oreos and flower shirts and no body gets hurt >[. Also, that red headed bitch? yeah avoid her.those people in school DON’T like you. i know it sucks but stop trying. they’ll just hurt your feelings and mess you up down the road. start writing stories and emerse yourself in books, video games and eventually the internet. you’ll thank me later.Just, watch out. You never know when somebody’s going to stab you in the back. They’ll twist the knife as long as they can. Avoid it.Stay away from whores, um stay away from the potato chips, DO NOT EXERCISE WITH NIKKI, don’t follow the crowd, give kelly a chance, don’t watch porn EVER! Don’t let your mother dye your hair orange. Be nice and expect the unexpected. And don’t compare every male to A7X members. And change from a bottom locker to a top locker when Mrs. Griffith gives them to you. Oh and keep your ass away from Hunter.Don’t let anyone tell you that you aren’t going to succeed in what you do and don’t let anyone push you around. Don’t let your damn teachers tell you that horseback riding isn’t a sport. Prove them wrong. Be more careful with your iPod…it’s important. And…apply yourself in school. Especially math…or you’re gonna suck at it and nearly fail chemistry and algebra.Do not worry about people who bully you constantly. Don’t cry about what’s going on at home. Do not hurt yourself ever. Life will get better for you in the future.You have one week with your dad a year… never leave his side. Your Freshman year of HS, take it more seriously. When Mom and Dad get into an argument, pick your battles wisely when it comes to defending mom. Also, be more out going and not give a shit about your looksLife will get a difficult after this, but don’t give up. You will make friends. You will be happy. It will take a while, but it will come.What you are about to go through is not your fault. Don’t be afraid, don’t blame yourself, and don’t be surprised when it costs you friends along the way. There will be a handful of people who stick with you because they see you as a person, not an illness.brace yourself, allison. if you thought was bad…it’s going to get worse. but don’t worry. you’ll continue to be a strong girl. you’re gonna see the untouchable be touched and it’s going to hurt but you can do this. you’re going to end up doing so well. you just need to get through the tests to grow as a person. you will continue to age beyond your years and you’ll be a better person for it. wisdom will bless you at a painfully young age and you’ll wear it with pride. things will be much better after the storm—they always are, allison. also, digimon will still be cool for you in ten years [:don’t wait to stand up to him, do it now. don’t let those kids get to you, you grow up to be kickass so kick theirs. don’t buy those new age pokemon, waste of money. guard the atari with your life when you move mom tries to get rid of it. OH AND SCHOOL REALLY IS IMPORTANT, STOP DOING THE BARE MINIMUM.Hi. It’s me- err, you. Yeah, it really is, um, us. I need you to listen very carefully to what I’m about to tell you, okay?One day, Haley. One day, you’ll have friends. I know you haven’t had any yet, but just wait about a year. You’ll blurt out some stupid little joke in band practice, and for a fleeting moment you’ll tense up, horrified at yourself, preparing to be mocked and ridiculed; but you know what? The girl next to you will laugh. (Not a mean laugh, mind you.) You’ll start joking with her, having a good time, and you know what? You’re gonna get close with this one; she’ll get you like no one ever has. And for two or three years, it’ll seem like you’ll be friends forever. But unfortunately, people change, and people keep secrets. And you’ll grow apart. And yes, it will hurt- it still does.And you’ll have sort-of friends for the next few years; friends who you think are a bit, ah, odd, friends who’ll end up preferring the company of your sister, friends who are only friends in your imagination, but you start to push those images you have onto them. That’s going to be something you have a problem with- assuming your daydreams about people are not only possible, but plausible. This is a mistake. For years it’ll lead you down a road of confusion and hurt and alienation, and you won’t know why until you meet a boy who’ll end up asking you out. And at first you think he’s alright, that he’s just misunderstood, but then, you’ll get to know him better, and you’ll end up hating him. And you’ll realize that what you hate about him are things you do yourself. And that’ll be a tough time, dealing with what kind of person you’ve become without even knowing you’d changed.And then, by a combination of Zachary Quinto’s hilarious interview on one of the late night TV shows, boredom, google, and chance, you’ll fall back into fandom. And you’ll meet some nice people, and some mean people, and some really fucking weird people; and you’ll make friends with some of the loveliest people you’ve ever known. Funny, witty, accepting people that like you despite all your odd habits and funny way of talking and your outbursts and your insanity and all your other imperfections, big or small.Now, I’m not saying in ten years or so your life will be wonderful- it won’t be. You and your sister will drift apart, while you and your younger sister become closer. (God, let’s not even delve into the sister situation. It’s too complicated and messy.) You’ll take to staying the house for weeks on end. You’ll stay up for days on end, and sleep for nearly 14 hours. You’ll get wrapped up in your little world where everything is gay and nothing hurts- Yes, I said gay. I know you’re sort of weirded out by that kind of stuff right now, but you’ll eventually come around. Even realize that you aren’t quite straight. Hell, it’s been about five years since I realized that, and I have no clue what I am, and quite honestly, I’m past caring.But the point is, in some ways, it’ll get better, and in some ways, it’ll get worse. But then that’s just life; it’s never perfect, and by now you’ve realized how boring it would be if it was.You need to keep moving on, because if you stop, the world isn’t going to wait for you. Stay strong. Stop worrying so damn much. Enjoy your life while you can.And of course, don’t blink. (I know you have no idea what that means, but just wait; you’ll have a good laugh about it in a few years.) -- source link
#wtf#/rant