before the past few weeks i was a different person. lost, thinking i was someone i wasnt. full of myself, maybe.

i truely got depressed then. its like a cloud that hangs over you; it doesnt go away. it is always there. still is.

but that isnt the problem. people like someone i know. she told me to honestly tell her what i think of her, and she wouldnt get offended. so i did. i told her that she was like me two weeks before. she thinks shes depressed, but shes just temporarily sad. maybe two hours...she tries to be different around every person shes around, except online when shes truely herself.

she got offended. there are so many more people like that in my school. those who ask you what you think of them, then hate you for it.

i hate those people. they deserve to die.

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