1. The act or process of withdrawing, especially from something hazardous, formidable, or unpleasant.
2. The process of going backward or receding from a position or condition gained.
3. A place affording peace, quiet, privacy, or security.
4. A period of seclusion, retirement, or solitude.
5. Withdrawal from a dangerous position or from an enemy attack.
Wednesday, January 07, 2004
It is true... Everybody is out to get me...
Either that or it just feels like it. I am so fucking sick of all this shit being heaped on me. I had to scream and cuss at this stupid ass kid today because he threw his trash at my head. I am nobody's trash. I am not to be just thrown out and never again bothered with. I learned that I can let people get away with mistreating me *Davidcough* but it helps a lot more ad feels so much better to just yell my fucking head off. Thank god for my learning experience at least. I will not be ignored. I will not be a trash heap. I am going to make people start treating me right now. I am not going to take out my anger on myself. I am going to take it out on them I swear to all that I know. I am not going to be abused anymore. Not by friends, peers, my dad, myself, anybody. I am absolutely sick of it. And I don't want to have to hear people tell me that I deserve better but then I never get it. I want to get what I deserve and that is respect an love and care from anybody I bother with. Now I miss Morgan. It would figure though. All these thoughts about not being worth anything and I think of the one person who never treated me badly, who never used me, who always made me feel like myself. Man, I am an idiot. An idiot who did the right thing. Okay, I am going to leave this all up to tomorrow then. I am tired, I am pissy, I am bitchy, I feel like ripping someone's throat out. See you tomorrow.
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