In the event you find out that this one person, who you know/knew will be by you until your last days on this motherfuckin' planet, categorically hates you, and you're absolutely unaware of it all along... how are you supposed to react and assuringly bounce back from it?
You fuckin' curse?
I honestly don't know.
When I got my heart markedly broken the first time, I was in a friend's house, porking out on a can of Selecta, which anyhow made me feel better. There's actually some left over ice cream in the fridge, but mother will kill me if she doesn't find a dessert before she goes to work later. What do I do? I feel like Jennifer (of Sa Piling Mo) who habitually sneaks out late at night, only to get attacked by her excessively suspicious husband. The shock value, and the furious anxiety. It sucks so bad! I seriously need something to cool me down. At quarter past 3 in the fuckin' morning. I wish I can easily drive thru DQ. Walmart. Or something.
I hate to be a Drama queen. That's the last thing I would want people to call me. But if you think that I'm starting to become one, then fine. Maybe I deserve it. After all, life has been quite uneasy for me. All I've prayed for was to die blissfully, and I can't believe that even this ultimate wish now may never be granted. Because certain people just hate me (to fuckin' pieces). Even those who I least expected to hold vicious grudge against me. A free cookie to anybody that can give me something more depressing than that.
I'm doomed. I can only cry myself to sleep. Poor girl. Can do nothing but whimper.