And back to the note that I REALLY wrote
Those people only post it because they find some pleasure of knowing it
Do you know that I knew first
Did you know the night of diagnosis I cried all night
Zero sleep
And the next day at my school
I cried the whole entire time
I couldn't tell anybody
Because I thought she was the only person to tell people about it
How dare you go telling other people her business
I might as well tell them that you had a crush on the guy that was secretly really cool but nobody likes him
I might as well tell them that you're 17 and still shop at Justice to get your bras
I might as well tell them that you have seen more ceilings than a pillow
I might as well tell them that you had an abortion
I might as well tell them that you don't know the father because you slept with three guys on the same weekend
I might as well tell them that you steal clothes out of the locker room
I might as well tell them that you lie your way through everything
I might as well tell them that your nose is fake
Miss push up bra
