A story about a girl, and her oblivious best friend.
She has had feelings for him.. for four years now.
He never noticed.
She has seen him fall for other girls, she would hurt, but was happy that she was at least his best friend.
He fell for other...
Ugly...the word I was called today. It hurts, but I can't show it does. I'm not over weight or anything.. But I guess in their eyes, I'm a ugly. I hate that word..no one should be called 'ugly' But people these days just don't care. I just want to scream at them that it hurts..everything hurts yet I feel numb. That i have suicidal thoughts every fucking day. But I'm too weak to scream or whisper that to them. I guess I'll have to continue blaming my tears, for the eyelash that got into my eyes. I breath heavily, as I think about the perfect suicide letter in class. I already have a part.
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