Someone I like a lot supposedly said I have to listen to things that are wrong and bad and mean to me. The people experimenting on me also cover stories about me in wrong ways just to be safe.
I even wondered if my YouTube broke on its own, but too late I already was "mad."
I don't like this. I didn't mean anything bad to my dad. I don't wanna be bugged. You know, I've been uncomfortable around him for some unknown reason since I lost my 4.0 and went to the mental hospital. I had an extra hard class and didn't have extra care for it. It was too hard. It seems my life is miserable because of his hatred for me, for things I've done that I didn't mean to. You know, no one talks to me much. What the heck does he want from me?
You know, my parents creep up under my skin. They act like I'm shit.
If I am right about a point where people are mean to me, they go against me. They say someone I like a lot says.
Hey, they might have done it cuz they just messed with my TV I think. I thought of a point and all of a sudden the TV blinked on and off.
My life is a fight. It wasn't before.
I'm gonna go out, and I'm gonna be the one that's out when I'm not. My dad didn't address me, so I was quiet.
I don't know what all else to say. Is this the new diary of Anne Frank?
What did I do wrong? I said I was mad? I am just starting to try to figure that out.
I gotta go soon.