I couldn't take it anymore. I had
to. Only Marissa knows that I do this. I can't hide my
emotions. I'm letting the blade speak for me now. All I
had was my boyfriend Jason, who liked one of the popular
girls, Jordyn. Jordyn was everything. From perfect to hair,
to a perfect body, to a perfect personality. She had
everything. I cried for hours. Nobody understands how I
feel. I have been losing my friends faster than someone
loses a pack of gum to others. They were making rumors that
I stuff my bra. Who does that? If I did, wouldn't it
look saggy? That's so stupid. Then they tell Jason I
don't like him, and the worst part is he believes it. I
cannot believe he would. He is all I have. I can't help
it but to be upset because of my so-called
"friend," Jackie. She starts all this cr*p with
me. I just want to punch her in the face. I did kick her
the other day in anger thenagain. I just kept cutting
myself. It hurts so much, but a lot less than getting my
back stabbed by a "friend." It was my only
escape. Besides song writing. But now was no time to start
a song. I just sat on my bed and kept crying holding onto
the blades.
