There is a stoopid Superman sticker on my desk. Ew. I hate Superman. Meh. Oh well. ======= I've been kinda depressed lately. Ionno. I have been putting on that pretty smile and dressing up like a good girl. I hate what I've become and I hate what's happened recently, but honestly, some of this fucking bullshit that has come up was sickening. Ionno. Mike says that it isn't my fault. I don't know if I should believe him. I mean, come on. Look at what I am. I'm a cruel, heartless bitch with severe anger issues and no sort of a life except for being online. I guess the one thing I agree with is the fact that I am ALWAYS around. Honestly, I am. 75% of my time is spent here. That's plenty of time being online. I wish Mike would talk to her to prove to her that it isn't all my fault like she claims it to be. He won't, but I wish he would. For once, I'd like to have someone tell her that she's the one that fucked up. (MIKEISAPANDAHATA!) Ionno. I've pushed enough people away. I don't know what to do when someone pushes me away. And that is exactly what happened. I was pushed away. My "tough love" ways aren't good enough for anyone. Why should I even bother? Why do I keep having the same problems? I'm nothing. ~Kaylaface♥