|TheComfortCorner|

[strawbewwy.]

I know I just asked for comforting... but I feel just terrible.

I am a failure...

*Hugs tightly* Nuuuu, you can get as much as you want. Makes us helper people feel important ^.^ *Hugs again* No, you're not a failure you're awesome. Awesome people can't be failures.

[city;]

I know I just asked for comforting... but I feel just terrible.

I am a failure...

You're not. -hugs- We all have bad days, and we all feel like we've messed up. But the truth is that's part of being human. That's what we do. You have an entire lifetime ahead of you to make mistakes and learn from them. Think of it that way; "failing" is just learning how not to do something. There's always going to be a second chance. You aren't a failure/waste of space/horrible person. Nobody is. Your choices are what defines you, and I have faith that you will choose a good one.

[tyrell wellick]

Haha I wish people didn't keep telling me that I deserve to die.

[downtongabby]

Haha I wish people didn't keep telling me that I deserve to die.

I'm so sorry, some people have no feelings for others :c NO ONE deserves to die, period.

[delete pleasexx....]

So, here's my story.
In my class, there is a boy. Let's call him Peeta. Peeta is so rude, he bullies me. But, sure enough everyone says he bullies everyone. But he focuses on me and Katniss (Not her real name xD), who he is convinced is flirting wiht everyone she is talking to. On the day after my birthday (We had the day off for mine, national holiday), I got a pencil from my Science teacher. Next day, since I accidentaly poked him with it, he broke it. It was with the eraser!
A few days later, he was throwing a mint to his buddy across the room. It hit Queenie (Queenkitty) in the neck. Trust me, she was in a lot of pain, and she had to go to the nurse.
A week or so ago, I let Gale (Again, not the real name) my ruler for his project. Peeta thought it was a bendy ruler and bended it. he should have realized right away that it wasn't one. But, he didn't care and broke it into three pieces. He thought it was Gale's and didn't care. When he realized it was mine, he put on a fake sweet act and apologized. For 2 minutes, the class was on my side. Then they were on Peeta's side and said it was just a ruler. I live in a rich neighborhood (I'm not rich ._.). For example, my friend's (Rue. Lets call her Rue.) dad is a racecar driver. Back to the topic, eveeryone says it's just a ruler and I can go buy a new one. Sure, I had one in my locker, but it was the thought and disrespect if that.
I told the teacher, and the talked to him after class. He hasn't changed. So far, he's broken 3 pencils (Including b Bday pencil), my ruler, and my tape dispenser (Same story with the ruler).

I can't tell if he likes me or not. I mean, like like me. ._. I think he does O3O

[☆ ★TARDIS]

>.< friend problems.

So my friend has some difficulties... restraining her thoughts. She can be REALLY offensive and doesn't realize the weight of words.

Incident I ) I pretty much always feel ugly and bad about myself. I can't not compare my looks to others and no matter how much I've been told by family and such I always feel fat. I can't help it. I also have problems with my sister sometimes. For those frequent days that make me want to break down and cry, I write inspiring things on the bottom of my feet so noone sees them and I can almost anytime make myself feel better. I told my friend about this habit. She laughed and said, "[insert RL name here], that's really weird. Why do you do that?" That really sucked. My way of cheering me up had turned into my friend's way of making me feel bad.

Incident II ) The following week, at school, she walked into school and said, "Why are you wearing cowboy boots? Cowboy boots are ugly." That sucked as well. So I went to change into my other shoes, some Teva flip flops. I thought they were just shoes. Nope, apparently that gave her the need to say, "Oh god, those are even worse. Go change again!" that SUCKED. I mean. they're just shoes, but seriously? She needs to learn thought control.

Incident III ) Me and another friend had sort of an agreement the next day in which I would wear these really really bright pink shorts and the friend that I'm not ranting about would wear shorts. Now, my friend with thought control issues had to say, "No offense, but I don't think shorts look that good on you." Thanks, bro. Thanks.

Okay, I'm done ranting. I really need a hug now, whether it be physical or virtual.

[nervousdog]

Im sick of life D':
My best friend hates and doesn't trust me anymore. I don't even know what I did! My life sucks.. She was the only person I could really trust. Now I don't know who I can talk to.. I always feared she would replace me with someone else T.T I don't even wanna keep trying to get her to be my friend any more. Its just too much drama in my life. She foed me and right now she's on Georgia and I can't talk to her or see why she hate me.. I just want My best friend back... I don't think she even care about me any more or care that I'm crying right now. I don't even wanna live right now..
Could someone please PM me? I really needto talk to someone right now :'(

[downtongabby]

So, here's my story.
In my class, there is a boy. Let's call him Peeta. Peeta is so rude, he bullies me. But, sure enough everyone says he bullies everyone. But he focuses on me and Katniss (Not her real name xD), who he is convinced is flirting wiht everyone she is talking to. On the day after my birthday (We had the day off for mine, national holiday), I got a pencil from my Science teacher. Next day, since I accidentaly poked him with it, he broke it. It was with the eraser!
A few days later, he was throwing a mint to his buddy across the room. It hit Queenie (Queenkitty) in the neck. Trust me, she was in a lot of pain, and she had to go to the nurse.
A week or so ago, I let Gale (Again, not the real name) my ruler for his project. Peeta thought it was a bendy ruler and bended it. he should have realized right away that it wasn't one. But, he didn't care and broke it into three pieces. He thought it was Gale's and didn't care. When he realized it was mine, he put on a fake sweet act and apologized. For 2 minutes, the class was on my side. Then they were on Peeta's side and said it was just a ruler. I live in a rich neighborhood (I'm not rich ._.). For example, my friend's (Rue. Lets call her Rue.) dad is a racecar driver. Back to the topic, eveeryone says it's just a ruler and I can go buy a new one. Sure, I had one in my locker, but it was the thought and disrespect if that.
I told the teacher, and the talked to him after class. He hasn't changed. So far, he's broken 3 pencils (Including b Bday pencil), my ruler, and my tape dispenser (Same story with the ruler).

I can't tell if he likes me or not. I mean, like like me. ._. I think he does O3O

*hugs* I'm sorry, some boys can be such jerks. Just don't let him get to you; most people bully because of the reaction they get out of it.

[delete pleasexx....]

>.< friend problems.

So my friend has some difficulties... restraining her thoughts. She can be REALLY offensive and doesn't realize the weight of words.

Incident I ) I pretty much always feel ugly and bad about myself. I can't not compare my looks to others and no matter how much I've been told by family and such I always feel fat. I can't help it. I also have problems with my sister sometimes. For those frequent days that make me want to break down and cry, I write inspiring things on the bottom of my feet so noone sees them and I can almost anytime make myself feel better. I told my friend about this habit. She laughed and said, "[insert RL name here], that's really weird. Why do you do that?" That really sucked. My way of cheering me up had turned into my friend's way of making me feel bad.

Incident II ) The following week, at school, she walked into school and said, "Why are you wearing cowboy boots? Cowboy boots are ugly." That sucked as well. So I went to change into my other shoes, some Teva flip flops. I thought they were just shoes. Nope, apparently that gave her the need to say, "Oh god, those are even worse. Go change again!" that SUCKED. I mean. they're just shoes, but seriously? She needs to learn thought control.

Incident III ) Me and another friend had sort of an agreement the next day in which I would wear these really really bright pink shorts and the friend that I'm not ranting about would wear shorts. Now, my friend with thought control issues had to say, "No offense, but I don't think shorts look that good on you." Thanks, bro. Thanks.

Okay, I'm done ranting. I really need a hug now, whether it be physical or virtual.

I have a friend who's the exact same way. Whenever we're joking around, and we say that we're special and she's not (Just a joke), she doesn't get it the same way and acts superior. She doesn't seem to care about my other friends, and she only has 2 strands of hair respect for me.

[downtongabby]

>.< friend problems.

So my friend has some difficulties... restraining her thoughts. She can be REALLY offensive and doesn't realize the weight of words.

Incident I ) I pretty much always feel ugly and bad about myself. I can't not compare my looks to others and no matter how much I've been told by family and such I always feel fat. I can't help it. I also have problems with my sister sometimes. For those frequent days that make me want to break down and cry, I write inspiring things on the bottom of my feet so noone sees them and I can almost anytime make myself feel better. I told my friend about this habit. She laughed and said, "[insert RL name here], that's really weird. Why do you do that?" That really sucked. My way of cheering me up had turned into my friend's way of making me feel bad.

Incident II ) The following week, at school, she walked into school and said, "Why are you wearing cowboy boots? Cowboy boots are ugly." That sucked as well. So I went to change into my other shoes, some Teva flip flops. I thought they were just shoes. Nope, apparently that gave her the need to say, "Oh god, those are even worse. Go change again!" that SUCKED. I mean. they're just shoes, but seriously? She needs to learn thought control.

Incident III ) Me and another friend had sort of an agreement the next day in which I would wear these really really bright pink shorts and the friend that I'm not ranting about would wear shorts. Now, my friend with thought control issues had to say, "No offense, but I don't think shorts look that good on you." Thanks, bro. Thanks.

Okay, I'm done ranting. I really need a hug now, whether it be physical or virtual.

*smothers in virtual bear hug* I'm so sorry, that's really rude of her. I have a friend who's always judging how I dress and what I do, because I'm kind of an out cast at my school XD I used to get so offended until one day, she was telling me that my sweater dress was ugly, and I said, "M, no offense, but I don't really give a crap" It was really simple, but she never acted rude to me again. Of course, I was way more rude than I should have been, but the point is that you should just tell your friend to stop; plain and simple as that.