my best is never good enough: part 2

WE GOT MORE ART ASSIGNMENTS BACK AND MY TEACHER SAID THAT WHAT I HANDED IN WAS REALLY GOOD AND ONCE AGAIN I GOT AN 81 AND AN 84 I WANT TO KILL HIM AND MYSELF LIKE WTF WHAT IS YOUR DEFINITION OF REALLY GOOD BECAUSE WHY JUST FUCKING WHY


(i was honestly so mad my body felt like it was on fire i had to leave the school during lunch to cool down because honestly)


im probably gonna cry about it tonight lmao


(no one is even reading this idk why im updating, i regret everything)


//i realized that when im mad at other people i take it out on myself, i either start yanking on my hair or repeatedly flick a rubber band over the veins in my wrist and today i purposely jumped up so i would smack my head on the stairs and it felt pretty good ngl, im such a fucking idiot//

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