What did I do to deserve this?

Sitting here, typing away, I've realized a few things: 1) Anonymity is the greatest comfort a man can have 2) there is no such thing as a good person, only varying degrees of bad 3) Suz and Gemma are starting to sound a bit like lesbians on their blogs (too damn pretty, love letters! hello!) 4) Karma is the single most powerful force in the universe 5) You will always regret it if you don't have the balls to stand up and tell someone how you feel

questions for you (and some random ones)

when was the last time you had a perfect day?

is music a form of anti-depressant?

when was the last time you just looked at the stars?

when was the last time you felt truelly at ease with yourself?

screaming in the face of the world

A few months ago, some teacher called my name out wrong on the register and it has haunted me ever since. It has pushed me to the edges of self control and sanity and it nearly robbed me of my will to live. you might think I'm over reacting but take into account the fact that I have been mocked and ridiculed since the day I started education and now i regularly wonder "what's the point?", so if you know me, don't call me a girl's name, because the crap I have to deal with at home is bad enough without a second helping of shit from the people I go to school with.