I don't it just doesn't look like it's gonna get any better. When you're young you believe that you'll have the perfect life when you're big. I keep trying to get it right and I keep failing. Or I do but I'm not happy. Sometimes I just think I would be happier if I was a homeless pot head. Having no one to answer to seems like utter bliss.
If making other people happy, makes me happy, then why am I so goddamn sad when I get good grades and don't go to parties. It doesn't make any fucking sense and there's no answer to this stupid equation. Whenever I try to communicate this to someone I just pussy out and tears come. I hate when people say that no one understands them. Are you fucking kidding me EVERYONE understands your situation because EVERYBODY goes through this. Everyone is just to pussy to actually talk to anyone else when it's not psychobullshit consisting of "did you do the english homework" or "omigod she's such a slut".
Do you know why there are stereotypes in high school. Do you know why there are 8 million cliques. It's because people need a place to hide.
