*listens to face down as well*

hey, it'll get better eventually (it always does) when i have days like this, i just go blast some loud ass music, pace the room, draw, (break shit) or something until i get tired and go to bed. it's usually better the next day

but if the above suggestions dont work, i'd advise consulting a skilled therapist...or somethin like that

oh and once again, nice selection in music

I understand you,I feel exactly the same.Nothing goes the way it should ..even if my parents said I'll probably recieve what I want for Christmas from them..I feel it dosen't matter that much anymore,nuthin' makes me happy and everything is wrong..And yes: The world can go burn in flames and completely vanish..I alos write sad and suicidal poems,loads actually,cuz when I'm sad I usually ahve a lot of inspiration..my notebook is full of poems..it's just that ppl usually say that I have no reason to be like this,that I should cheer up and crap like this.....I know I should..I just can't...I hope we both recover from this soon

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Being a teenager is tough, sometimes life isn't fair, other times it is, and even then I say f*ck that!

I feel you, holmes. -smacks chest twice all thug-like-

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Love is anterior to life,
Posterior to death,
Initial of creation, and
The exponent of breath.

-Emily Dickinson

Lol thanks. I decided to be badass (or lame, either way works) and from now o every journal entry is gonna be the title of a song.

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Love is anterior to life,
Posterior to death,
Initial of creation, and
The exponent of breath.

-Emily Dickinson

hey hon. lots of things to respond to in that short paragraph, ironic huh? so first of all, love the song u were listening to. second, since when does your "horrible social status" worry u? u're eddie, i'm-a-smart-computer-nerd-but-don't-care-because-i'm-smart, that's u babe, don't forget it. forget all the crap, disregard the snide remarks, ignore what ppl think because wat they think doesn't count for shit. now i wanna know about that bruised head and the broken phone. as for ur psat scores, eddie hon, i love u but high psat scores is most definately nothing to torment yourself with. u get one more shot at the psat the beginning of junior year, so u work on SAT prep books, so that come next year u do better and qualify for that scholarship program, it's all good. hec we can even study together if u'd like. and don't ever say there's no one around to make it better because there always is, it maybe sum1 diffrent for every situation but there's always sum1, especially when u know there's so many people who care about u which include, but are not limited to me, robby, your mother, your beautiful baby sister, and your fabulous girlfriend. so babe, cheer up, it's not good to be that pessimistic, the way life goes for u is all in how u take it in, so stay positive and things'll get better. so i know we haven't talked in forever but none the less i still love you and you're still amazing. <3 !V@NN@

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Being a teenager is tough, sometimes life isn't fair, other times it is, and even then I say f*ck that!