Gravity.

If i die tomorrow, there will be people who have totally different memories of me. To one person I might be the bitch who thought she was better. To another person I might be the ugliest person on this planet, to her I might be the gorgeous, lucky girl who she despised because I was spoiled rotten. To another girl I might be the girl who got really good grades, so jealousy erupted. To him I might be the girl with the annoying laugh. To another guy I could be remembered as the girl who wasn’t anything to him. Maybe I’ll be remembered as the girl who was always on her phone, or the girl my roommate disliked. But none of that matters. you know why? By my best friends I’ll be remembered as the girl with the contagious laugh and the girl they would go to if they ever needed anything. But most of all, I’ll be remembered by my enemies as the thing they couldn’t add up to.
Everyone’s heartbroken nowadays. But I mean, we all just have to move on. What’s the point of reminiscing when you know the person is no longer worth while; when they’re no longer who they used to be? When their heart is somewhere else? Do you think they still care for you, or are still thinking about you? Because frankly, they don’t.
Don’t tell me who I am; because unless I write all my thoughts down on a piece of paper and hand it to you, you don’t even know half my life.
I wish i was a little kid again. I want someone to take care of me. I want someone to clean up my messes and remind me what’s right from wrong. I want to be awed at, even if what I’m doing isn’t that cute. I want to be yelled at before i make the same mistakes again and I want to be held in someone else’s arms while I cry my heart out.
"Shit" really happens everyday. Was sent home from school this morning. Because of ulcers. Dots. And, the water pipe was spoiled. And, my wallet dropped into the lift. I had caused so much trouble. What a stupid day. I really wanna thank those workers whom helped me and they were awesome! Haha dots.

P.E lesson was great. But not till the middle of the lesson. Something happened, and I wouldnt like to eleborate it. I wish that I could take him back. He's so scawny and he's injured. His even afraid of people how would he bite?