Me and Caresse walked in, looking so clueless. I called Gayle to tell her she was lying for telling me they would give me free tacos. She said all I had to do was ask. So I got the courage to get in line. This man had three little papers advertising the event for the day. He only needed one, so I guess he decided to give Caresse and I the other two. Not only that, but he recommended us the good tacos.
Everyone changed. I’m not close too anyone anymore. I don’t feel happy anymore. I feel like an outcast. I’m sick of pretending to be happy when I’m not. I just simply hate life. Sometimes I feel unwanted, that no one cares. Why the fuck am I still here. Fuck school. Fuck fake friends. Fuck people. Fuck feelings. Fuck life.