Trying to make Macbeth decided suicide is a bad idea is hard.
I mean, for someone who has nothing to live for anymore, except to kill some people who will probably kill him first.
I mean, his wife just killed herself! He is too crazy to even care!
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK
Too many people I know have a unhealthy view on depression
By ‘unhealthy’ I mean they don’t understand and just bitch about people who have problems. One day two girls were bitching about their friend who cuts, and I just jumped in on their conversation and was all “Maybe she actually has problems? Either way you aren’t helping the situation.”
They kind of just brushed me off and kept going, talking about how they wish people would just get over themselves and stop complaining. I said depression is a serious issue, not just something you can get over. They asked me if I was depressed, and I said yes, and so are most of my friends. They literally just laughed at me like I was joking or something.
I don’t understand.
I’d be less pissed if it didn’t happen almost daily.
No one understands me
And I know, no one understands you either.
I guess we all UNDERSTAND that feeling, so what is really MISUNDERSTOOD?
Just watched Breaking Dawn Part 1
IT WAS FUCKED UP.
I mean I have read the books, but that just just bad. I don’t think it was meant to be a comedy.
A bunch of girls at my school got caught drinking at a dance
And now they might not be able to go to the formal. Everything is hilarious and nothing is bad.
Why the fuck would you even bother getting drunk to go to a high school dance? Like, are their lives really that boring?
It humors me that stupid gifs I make that say ‘Slut’ or ‘Barbie’ can get around 800 notes, but stuff that actually has meaning gets around one or two.
Anyway, I taught myself to play ‘You’re Beautiful’ by James Blunt on guitar tonight. If I could sing I would, but yeah.
I actually hate that song.
A little rant…
YOU NEED TO JUST GO DIE YOU DUMB BITCH. I FUCKING HATE YOU SO MUCH AND I WANT TO STAB YOU REPEATEDLY UNTIL YOU CAN UNDERSTAND HOW IT FEELS TO FEEL LIKE I DO.
FUCK.
I don’t want to go to school tomorrow.
I felt so happy over the last two days, and now that sinking felling has returned to my stomach. I just need this year to be over, or at least this term to be over.
