I dreamt that I killed myself. I'm still scared that this will go on, I feel like I'm controlled by a sickness and its eating me alive.. I can't move forward. Always stuck at the same spot since high school. Has nothing change? The same pushover, everyone doesnt care about.
They've manipulated in ways to twists every word that comes out my mouth and hands down, is the most toxic friendship I've ever had dealt with. I've never been in this kind of situation, but this stupid college that I got into is the one to blame.. its like a circus raging animals and the ringmaster wants all the animals to get along. I've always imagined if they've handed out auditions for the best clown or something for them to chase. Every single one of them.. are losers. I wish I could say that aloud. But I guess, I'm set in the cages..
