Dancing Away With My Heart

It’s bitch it out time

I come back to Cheney after a week of break. I’m hanging out with Marissa in the dorm I just moved out of. I had to quit my job because you can’t work in the dorms if you don’t live there. I needed to move out because I couldn’t afford it anymore but also because I was being treated like crap. I was glared at, talked about behind my back, and talked down to. I understand I’m younger but that does not mean I’m stupid or naive. I’m more mature then some of them. Yeah I may act silly and a little crazy but I am still young and at least I know how to respect someone even if they might not deserve it. I put a lot of effort and time into that job. I did things that they asked me to that wasn’t part of my job. I went beyond what I was supposed to do sometimes and the thing is I never expected praise or to get acknowledged for it. What I did expect was respect and to be treated decently. I’m tired of people treating me like crap because they think it’s okay. Well guess what. It fucking hurts. I dont like to be mean unless I have to because i don’t think it’s fair to hurt someone. I want to be the better person but now it’s come to the point where I’m going to break. I’ve been through a lot of crap but never in a so called professional setting. But when I got back today I was so hurt when I saw what they did. Oh and I know who did it I’m not stupid. But I passed the hall office just to see if my pictures that I printed out myself with my ink and paper that cost me money were still up. And they were but I was cut out of every picture. Not just hidden. Cut out. And so was my roommate that also moved out. That hit me pretty hard. Who the fuck does that. And those were my pictures. If you don’t want to see my face take them down and give them back. Don’t fucking cut me out of my own damn pictures. Seriously Ive finally been pushed over the edge and I’m sick of it. Grow the fuck up. I never did anything to deserve your shit.

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I hate it.

o-v-e-r-r-a-t-e-d:

One day, you’re talking to a person every single minute, you have inside jokes, you share everything, you make a friendship that’s supposed to last forever. And then all of a sudden you start drifting away, you stop talking, and best friends become strangers, laughs and hugs are a thing of the past, and everything you had becomes a memory.

The worst part is, I’m the only one who seems to miss it.

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