People say that Pennywise is getting to old and I should let it go.
Me:
....... Hu!?
....................................................................................................................................................... I got me a follower!
People say that they'll die if they were me.
HAAAAAAAA, you would be giving up so much good stuff. And plus, it's showing that your a failure. Not willing to fight through troubles.
Mother Nightmare by NightmareSGF https://api.jam-community.com/song/detail/6ff9cdf3-9031-11e9-99f7-064f3e9f608e
I thought I had one!
So I'm dead and need to find a soul to possess to have a life, even though my heart is still beating and I am very much alive? Come on now, I thought you were smart....
Oooh Your saying that my life is boring and sad, Oh wow........ Wait how do you know I have a sad, boring life? Are you stalking me!? YOU must not have a life if your stalking ppl just to come up with a good roast!
Me: *Trying to find somewhere to sit on the bus.*
8th Grader: Oh my god! Can you just sit somewhere!?
My mind: Where!? Do you see any open seats!? NO! And I can’t sit in the back because you and the other 8th graders are gonna make a big deal out of IT!
Teacher: I’m gonna pick partners! Julica with Nevaeh!
Julica: Can you pick a new partner for me please!?
My mind: I dislike you too, but this can be so much easier if you stop being such a big baby!!!
Me: *Throws trash away. Walks back to seat.*
Girl: *Puts up her foot on her friend.*
Me: Bruh.
Girl: Go around, or step over my leg.
Girl 2: Exactly!
My mind: Why would you put up your foot in the first place if you know people have to walk back and forth from their seats!?
Me: *Sits down.*
Boy: Ugh! I’m sitting with her!
Girl: Well instead of being a jerk about it how about you just sit you dumb a-
Now that! That right there, rarely happens! I rarely have someone stand up for me against a spoiled kid.
I despise... spoiled kids who thinks that everything goes their way! It drives me freaking crazy! Like… Why? Spoiled kids Think they're cute, that their the most worthy kids on the planet, that they have a good reputation with all the…
Cool kids………. Let me tell y'all something!
There is no such thing as a cool kid!!! If there were!
PRAISE THE LORD!!! JESUS HAS COME BACK TO EITHER AS A CHILD!!! (Even though he already came back but… what eves.)
Now I know some of y'all is like.
You: But not all spoiled kids are bad-
NAH!!! Where I'm from, ALL DEM NIGGAS IS BAD!!!
Now don't get me wrong. If you were me… you'd see where I'm coming from.
Anyway. I… I remember back in elementary I tried to be a “cool kid” Until I started looking back and seeing that, that wasn't my place. I love me now! I love my body, I love my personality! I just love me!
I also hate spoiled kids who think they can tell you who you can be. Like! For instance, First day of 7th grade, Last period, Math! My teacher ask us what we would want to be when we grow up. I for some reason love this question, I love telling peeps my ideas and stuff. Also I had just noticed that my enemy was in this class! We'll just call her… Heather. You know that play, “The Heathers”? She reminds me of the queen of The Heathers. Just like veronica said-
“She's a mythic B****.”
Anyway. So the teacher calls on me and I say-
Me: I would like to be a book writer and Director.
Two girls: *Giggles.*
Guess who's laughing?
Heather and some other girl. The other girl I became friends with buuut… Now I just don't trust her cause one day I heard her and another friend of mine talking about me. I heard my name and they kept looking back and forth at me. And normally when people that to me… It's not really for a good reason.
Anyway!!! The teacher said something to them and I don't really remember what she said but it had something to do with-
Teacher: You laughing now but once you see her all famous and stuff you gonna be sorry you ever did laugh.
Heather: We weren't laughing at her.(She said that in her evil sassy tone: Meaning she was laughing at me)
That's how I think it went.
You see where I'm going with this?
Spoiled kids… Think that anything they say goes.
Life
First off: I'm too young to even think about having a bf.
Second off: That's why people pray and work to get a bf.
Third off: How do you even know if I even want a Bf in the first place?
I'm not you. I have my ways and differences. Sooooo
I mean like.... How can you make fun of me and mock me (In a mean way) Because I like "Hamilton"!? Do you know how many ppl like Hamilton!?... let me tell ya... A lot! Idk what went trough your mind to make fun of me cause I like a good musical! Like...
You know what! ... Imma play one of my favorite Hamilton songs right now!
It's called "Washington on your side"
Enjoy!
People say that I'm ugly
Good to know! 👍
Someone #1: *Talking to someone else.*
Me: *Sits next to them ‘cause there is no room on the bus to sit anywhere else.*
Someone #2: Oh my gosh! I can’t move!
Someone #1: Aye girl! You too fat, move!
Me: …
My mind: …. What-
Fat!.... I know for a ffffffffact that I am not fffffffffat! You know how I know? If you compared me to a fat kid (No offence if you are one.) I look nothing like them! Plus! I asked my friends if I was fat and they looked at me like I was crazy and said
My friend: No… Who told you that?
I’m not skinny either though but I’m not fat. So when people call me fat, in my mind I’m like… “Brooooo! To be honest I am small for my age, there are twelve year olds bigger than me! So please lie to someone else!” But I never say it cause I don’t want any drama.
I don’t have anything against fat people, it’s just that I don’t want to be fat. Imagine you thinking you fit and that you’ll never be fat. And then you sit beside someone and they call you fat. Depends on who they are is if the arrow even hits your heart. Ok there, there, there are three types of armors for your heart.
Iron armor
Cooper armor
And leather armor
…. And th- there is a heart with no armor.
Dang.
I… have a… cooper heart. Meaning your words have effect on me but… not that much. You know what! It doesn’t even affect me! It just leaves me in a questionable pit. If you have an Iron heart then you a beats man! But if you have a heart with no armor…
Get some help- I mean! You should try to get some armor.
So when those kids shot that arrow….. It- it put a small dent in my armor- Just a little… opening in my armor to my heart. And when there is a small crack in my armor my mind…. My mind questions.
My mind: Why did they say that if I’m not fat? Why is there a hole in the armor? What gave them the right to shoot at MEEEEE!!!????
And when my mind is done questioning it saids-
My mind: You know what! They are stupid, lets move along, don’t say anything, cause it might start something and we don’t need it!
And the crack in my armor fills in.
You see where I’m going with this?
The smaller the crack in my armor the easier my mind lets go of it.
Now if my bff said that in not a friendly manner… then that arrow would have went straight throw my armor.
Life
Kids love to say hi to me!
Kid:
Me:
Listen buddy... you're weird, I'm weird, they're weird. So everyone wins 😌...
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