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Bully
All day I have been fighting back tears and hurting over lost words. My stories sit abandoned and my characters cry in the pain they are forced to feel. Please Dusk, Paige don't shed tears on my behalf. Oh thank you Kourtney for the tissue and the kind words, no Sean you do not have to beat anyone to a pulp-- Though I sometimes wish you could. I haven't felt this defeated and so long, and I don't care if it was just a message from a "little girl" as my boyfriend continues to call her. . . It's the message behind those words and the fact that she doesn't even care. I wanted us to be friends. I wanted to make up from not letting you come over, and being annoyed and jealous of the things you can have and do. I wanted us to have something in common but you sold me out-- Sold me out for someone that bullied me my junior year and before that in eighth grade-- Do you want me to name all the people that bulled me so that you can write them down to add to your friends list?
Alexa Baker (ex-best friend)
Craig Anderson (Your New Brother)
Ashley Haas (Slut)
Savannah Chartier (Slut)
Matt Abair (Jerk)
Matt Murphy-Nelson
Alexis Conway
Shannon M.
Another Shannon M.
Justine Ross
Must I go on?
I was bullied since kindergarten by Michelle H. and Adrienne P. I was picked on by Julie Aponte and Kayla N.-- Everyone was cruel to me at one point or another, I loose best friends and then the next time they see me, (Alexa) they're bullying me too.
Imagine being stuck in ISS with your ex-best friend and a bunch of her friends. And they're eyeing you and looking right at you, and they're making comments about your clothes, your hair, the way you look at people when they're talking, the fact that you're reading, you're hunched over a book-- Do you know what any of that's like?
I have overactive sweat glands, and do you know what it's like to know that you sweat alot and then have people around you point it out.
Craig: You smell that right?
Alexa: You don't have to tell me. . . I know trust me, I know.
Haha...
So funny.
I dropped out of school to get away from those people, I ran as far as I could and I didn't want to look back.
I was bullied.
Chased out of that school.
Forced to fake sick almost every day of freshman year.
But it was either go to school and get bullied or get beaten by my step-father-- You've probably never been hit in your entire life-- You selfish bitch.
And then sophomore year I got to break my heart, get bullied, be a straight A student for the first time in my life, stop taking my meds, gain a panic disorder, drown in my school work and drop out of school for the first time.
And then I start dating Her.
The girl that would ruin my life, force me to hate my mother and hit her, not have any friends, allow her to molest me under the idea that it was love, allow her to choke me, bite my lip until I had a fat lip for a week, panic if she didn't text me, make myself sick if she was remembering being raped, stalked, molested-- Had multiple personalities and a dozen other things.
Until I cheated on her to get away from her.
Because if I left her.
I was the wrong one.
And so I was.
She broke up with me the day after my birthday.
And then told all of our friends that I cheated.
And all of her friends that I cheated.
So I walked around the school with a scarlet A on my chest.
Branded a whore for all to see.
And then I ran from the monsters, those demons in teenager clothing.
And I ran and ran and ran, until I came down with a fear of society and now I'm raving mad in crowded room and too me questions from too many people makes me cover my head with my hands and scream.
I have indeed, gone mad.
I wanted us to be friends.
I wanted you to be involved in my newest story.
I knew you liked Wonderland so much.
But instead you have to hurt me where it counts the most.
All because of pictures of weed, you sold me out for some pictures of weed?
Can you be anymore lame?
You're my boyfriend's sister.
And you were suppose to be my friend.
An aunt to my son.
And instead you show us how you really feel by putting stuff like this for the world to see?
Lizzy Frankie DunRaven: Fine. You fukin happy now. fuck you. I don't have a fucking brother anymore. I wanted to be a part of you fuckin kids life; but now I don't i'm done with you i'm done with all of you. AND really you don't let us see you kid cause The one person in the world that has actually been more of a brother to me than you ever were or will be, just because he was the SCHOOL BULLY. well guess what, that was fucking 5 years ago. and if you decide to right a status about this rant. you can't say shit cause you've posted how many statuses oh you 4 all about this shit. I wanted be an aunt okay but you wouldn't let me. I don't want any of you fucking ever talking to me again. but that doesn't mean shut out your fucking mother and father. That is fucked.
Nice grammar by the way and that's not your real name.
You want this to be about your brother.
But your brother is younger then me.
When Craig, your "New brother" is my age.
So obviously, "Five years ago" means me.
Craig and I are the same age, which was he's dropped out recently and got is GED.
While I dropped out of school to start a writing career.
He's joining the marines-- Good I hope he dies.
Cause he's a dick.
Anyone that bullies someone to the point that they hate themselves and cut themselves deserves to die.
And then includes you now Elizabeth Anne Pauly.
You're a bully now.
You unfriended me.
Not my mother.
Or your brother, who this is suppose to be directed at.
So instead you targeted me and only me.
You ruined any friendship.
And broke my trust.
I can never explain how much I hate you.
You chose a bully over some you've known much longer.
Someone that's part of your family.
The mother of your nephew.
I'm going to be your sister-in-law someday.
And you turned your back on me for someone you've know the past few months.
I wanted to help you with your problems.
But you never came to me.
And I didn't see you asking Andrew for help, so you can't say shit about him being a bad brother.
Maybe you should be a better sister/friend/daughter/aunt before you go running your mouth.
I made my ex-girlfriend want to kill herself.
I will destroy you with words.
You are a bully when it comes to actions.
But when it comes to words, you've got nothing.
So fuck you.
You ignorant, stupid and mean girl.
You don't deserve friends.
I hope Ally ditches you for some other pothead friends.
I hope Craig leaves and never comes back.
I hope you screw up your whole life.
Fail high school.
Get arrested.
Lose your virginity to someone who will dump your ass.
Just don't get pregnant because you'll probably be the pregnant girl getting on the roller coaster saying "I'm going to kill my baby".
You're a bully.
You think Craig is such a great big brother, yeah because he gives a fifteen year old girl weed and teaches her how to be a bully too.
You've taken his place at the school.
What I want to know is what does a nineteen (almost twenty) year old guy want with a fifteen year old girl?
Doesn't sound right to me.
But whatever, what do I know?
I hope you have fun rotting in your own pissed off world.
And I hope you never have a friend in the world.
I hope your parents hate you one day.
They literally say we don't care, we've given up.
I hope you drink and drive.
Overdose on something worse then allergy pills.
Cut yourself a little deeper then the little cat scratches you've been giving yourself.
Why don't you take a kitchen knife and force your skin to break with that.
Not so easy is it, that's the point.
You have to want it.
Remember it's down the lane, not across the street.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I have never hated someone more then I hate you right now.
Your brother told you that I am in the hospital.
And you could care less.
You're inhuman.
You're a bitch.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
You're worst then the bullies at school.
Ex-best friends cruel words.
And Alexis all rolled up in one.
You were suppose to be my friend and part of my family.
I never do anything mean to you ever.
I listened to your music.
Sat in your room.
Talked to you.
Cried over your cuts.
Kept your secrets.
Watched your shows.
And I cared. . .
I cared about you.
And you never once cared about me.
I hope you have fun being a wannabe, poser bully that sold out her friend and sister-in-law for a couple of pictures and a guy that will leave you in a heartbeat.
Alexa Baker (ex-best friend)
Craig Anderson (Your New Brother)
Ashley Haas (Slut)
Savannah Chartier (Slut)
Matt Abair (Jerk)
Matt Murphy-Nelson
Alexis Conway
Shannon M.
Another Shannon M.
Justine Ross
Must I go on?
I was bullied since kindergarten by Michelle H. and Adrienne P. I was picked on by Julie Aponte and Kayla N.-- Everyone was cruel to me at one point or another, I loose best friends and then the next time they see me, (Alexa) they're bullying me too.
Imagine being stuck in ISS with your ex-best friend and a bunch of her friends. And they're eyeing you and looking right at you, and they're making comments about your clothes, your hair, the way you look at people when they're talking, the fact that you're reading, you're hunched over a book-- Do you know what any of that's like?
I have overactive sweat glands, and do you know what it's like to know that you sweat alot and then have people around you point it out.
Craig: You smell that right?
Alexa: You don't have to tell me. . . I know trust me, I know.
Haha...
So funny.
I dropped out of school to get away from those people, I ran as far as I could and I didn't want to look back.
I was bullied.
Chased out of that school.
Forced to fake sick almost every day of freshman year.
But it was either go to school and get bullied or get beaten by my step-father-- You've probably never been hit in your entire life-- You selfish bitch.
And then sophomore year I got to break my heart, get bullied, be a straight A student for the first time in my life, stop taking my meds, gain a panic disorder, drown in my school work and drop out of school for the first time.
And then I start dating Her.
The girl that would ruin my life, force me to hate my mother and hit her, not have any friends, allow her to molest me under the idea that it was love, allow her to choke me, bite my lip until I had a fat lip for a week, panic if she didn't text me, make myself sick if she was remembering being raped, stalked, molested-- Had multiple personalities and a dozen other things.
Until I cheated on her to get away from her.
Because if I left her.
I was the wrong one.
And so I was.
She broke up with me the day after my birthday.
And then told all of our friends that I cheated.
And all of her friends that I cheated.
So I walked around the school with a scarlet A on my chest.
Branded a whore for all to see.
And then I ran from the monsters, those demons in teenager clothing.
And I ran and ran and ran, until I came down with a fear of society and now I'm raving mad in crowded room and too me questions from too many people makes me cover my head with my hands and scream.
I have indeed, gone mad.
I wanted us to be friends.
I wanted you to be involved in my newest story.
I knew you liked Wonderland so much.
But instead you have to hurt me where it counts the most.
All because of pictures of weed, you sold me out for some pictures of weed?
Can you be anymore lame?
You're my boyfriend's sister.
And you were suppose to be my friend.
An aunt to my son.
And instead you show us how you really feel by putting stuff like this for the world to see?
Lizzy Frankie DunRaven: Fine. You fukin happy now. fuck you. I don't have a fucking brother anymore. I wanted to be a part of you fuckin kids life; but now I don't i'm done with you i'm done with all of you. AND really you don't let us see you kid cause The one person in the world that has actually been more of a brother to me than you ever were or will be, just because he was the SCHOOL BULLY. well guess what, that was fucking 5 years ago. and if you decide to right a status about this rant. you can't say shit cause you've posted how many statuses oh you 4 all about this shit. I wanted be an aunt okay but you wouldn't let me. I don't want any of you fucking ever talking to me again. but that doesn't mean shut out your fucking mother and father. That is fucked.
Nice grammar by the way and that's not your real name.
You want this to be about your brother.
But your brother is younger then me.
When Craig, your "New brother" is my age.
So obviously, "Five years ago" means me.
Craig and I are the same age, which was he's dropped out recently and got is GED.
While I dropped out of school to start a writing career.
He's joining the marines-- Good I hope he dies.
Cause he's a dick.
Anyone that bullies someone to the point that they hate themselves and cut themselves deserves to die.
And then includes you now Elizabeth Anne Pauly.
You're a bully now.
You unfriended me.
Not my mother.
Or your brother, who this is suppose to be directed at.
So instead you targeted me and only me.
You ruined any friendship.
And broke my trust.
I can never explain how much I hate you.
You chose a bully over some you've known much longer.
Someone that's part of your family.
The mother of your nephew.
I'm going to be your sister-in-law someday.
And you turned your back on me for someone you've know the past few months.
I wanted to help you with your problems.
But you never came to me.
And I didn't see you asking Andrew for help, so you can't say shit about him being a bad brother.
Maybe you should be a better sister/friend/daughter/aunt before you go running your mouth.
I made my ex-girlfriend want to kill herself.
I will destroy you with words.
You are a bully when it comes to actions.
But when it comes to words, you've got nothing.
So fuck you.
You ignorant, stupid and mean girl.
You don't deserve friends.
I hope Ally ditches you for some other pothead friends.
I hope Craig leaves and never comes back.
I hope you screw up your whole life.
Fail high school.
Get arrested.
Lose your virginity to someone who will dump your ass.
Just don't get pregnant because you'll probably be the pregnant girl getting on the roller coaster saying "I'm going to kill my baby".
You're a bully.
You think Craig is such a great big brother, yeah because he gives a fifteen year old girl weed and teaches her how to be a bully too.
You've taken his place at the school.
What I want to know is what does a nineteen (almost twenty) year old guy want with a fifteen year old girl?
Doesn't sound right to me.
But whatever, what do I know?
I hope you have fun rotting in your own pissed off world.
And I hope you never have a friend in the world.
I hope your parents hate you one day.
They literally say we don't care, we've given up.
I hope you drink and drive.
Overdose on something worse then allergy pills.
Cut yourself a little deeper then the little cat scratches you've been giving yourself.
Why don't you take a kitchen knife and force your skin to break with that.
Not so easy is it, that's the point.
You have to want it.
Remember it's down the lane, not across the street.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I have never hated someone more then I hate you right now.
Your brother told you that I am in the hospital.
And you could care less.
You're inhuman.
You're a bitch.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
You're worst then the bullies at school.
Ex-best friends cruel words.
And Alexis all rolled up in one.
You were suppose to be my friend and part of my family.
I never do anything mean to you ever.
I listened to your music.
Sat in your room.
Talked to you.
Cried over your cuts.
Kept your secrets.
Watched your shows.
And I cared. . .
I cared about you.
And you never once cared about me.
I hope you have fun being a wannabe, poser bully that sold out her friend and sister-in-law for a couple of pictures and a guy that will leave you in a heartbeat.
Published 24th Aug 2013
| Edited 24th Jan 2014
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