god, what’s wrong with you people? this poor girl is crying out for friendship and all you can do is just spit on her.

oh, and i suppose because i had the courage to stand up to you, you’re going to say hateful things to me too. i don’t care. i’m used to it. i’ve been taunted, scorned, and betrayed so many times in my life that i’m numb now. i have to physically hurt myself to feel anything at all. believe me, if i can take 20 years of disdain and mockery from my own mother, the opinions of a bunch of strangers doesn’t matter to me.

you don’t matter to me at all!Log in to see images!