I am a Heartless Biatch

Woke up feeling very pissed off and at the same time down. Had a call in the morning. Was a friend. Sort of shouted at him, but felt I was not wrong. Everytime I go out with them, I get mocked and become their laughing stock. Enough of it. Sick of being that puppet. Shall return to the unpleasant personality who don't give a fuck to anything.

Went to school, sick of it. Very sick of it. Can never get things done. Never went to work because was simply tired. Tired of everything. Tired of everyone, Tired of myself. Just wondering why I am still around.

Might gonna stop blogging. Don't feel like having people to know me too well and neither do I look people bothering abt my stuff.


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