Scyfin

everyday i cry myself to sleep then i think about life and how i am going to die 1 day every time i look at my hand i think “this is my life” a couple mounths ago my crush moved to texas but at least i went to six flags twice before she left she was the most beutiful girl ive ever seen i just wish i could see her one day i think of her alot then i think about school and how im asian but the only way i fit in is by hanging out with the black kids and make horible jokes sometimes there good then i think of my crush at school and how everyone knows that a nerdy kid in my class likes her one time i found out she liked me then she stoped so i played it off and said she was ugly anyways the next school year we dont talk at all i never really liked her untill we got to 4th grade its been wierd so far as a 5th grader but its hard at my school i hate my social studies teacher i got in trouble with her for not facing forward in line while leening on a fence and she always gives me the hardest questions it pissis me off so hard i just want to bring a poket knife to her class i dont feel so good cuz im having suicidel thoughts