I hate the way people make me feel. argh. I'm fed of sitting back and just letting people walk all over me. No-one respects me. I'm fucking invisible. I hate the fact that I know things that hurt the hell out of me, but I won't do anything about it. Because, again. I let people walk all over me. I hate how I'll sit and then I breakdown. No matter how many times I've sat there and cried my eyes out, it is still so fucking raw. Yet, I won't talk to anyone about it because I cant discuss my feelings with anyone. How can I? I have no-one to trust. Anyway, what good is it going to do, telling someone about how lonely I fucking feel. they don't have the power to change that.I'm always going to be like this. Alone and bitter. I don't like it, but I don't think I'll ever be able to deal with shit that happens in life. It'll always be there, in the back of my mind. Always.
I'm going to go pleat my hair so its like an afro for tomorrow.