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• *sigh* here's my story of how the notorious "idol" in school noticed me: One night she stalked my boyfriend's Facebook and posted an insult, and that made pissed me off because 1) bitch stop stalking me, my best friend, and my boyfriend (yeah we notice it's been happening for quite a long time now),and 2) were you so low to target people who've done jack shit to you?, 3) you're in a relationship, yet you're bloody thirsty pls stahp. The least I could do to fight back was to get down on her level and posted a comment on her status of the kinky shit she and her boyfriend talks about— something that goes "hey I need to pee, open your mouth". Lel inb4 she's thirsty.
• She really did reply, and oh how she sounded so pissy c: 'pls you've no right to behave like that when you've started it',I thought. Few minutes later she confronted me on private chat and eh, she didn't say my joke was funny *sigh* me sad. And later I found out the damn thing spread like wildfire, she was trash talking my bestie and me =___=...
• I don't really care about them because I'm a loser so what's the worst thing they can do to me when they know nothing about me? The following morning I discovered her liking all of my boyfriend's selfies........*crack*

• I'm trying to stay happy and act like it doesn't bother me, but it's so hard when you're isolated in a world you don't belong. My only escape is tumblr and reading, but it's not enough. I've lost so many friends, and out of my small circle I'm holding onto very dearly, I don't know who's my real friend. It's so hard to keep my emotions in check, it's hard keep a poker face. I've been called a monster before... Everyone's telling me to change. But really, I'm the same as I was before my world shattered. A world where I thought my peers accepted me, a world where it's ok to be myself. But it's all about appearances and reputation for everyone, those who are deemed useless get thrown away, and those with popularity raise even higher. Or maybe it's my speculation. Maybe it's me who really should fix her mood swings and "stop being depressed" and "stop disappointing everyone". /endpersonal