Board Thread:Role Playing/@comment-24164361-20140520121623/@comment-5952365-20140719054225

Blake: *In his room, opens the diary to a random page and starts to read* ''I don't know what to do...I didn't think it would still hurt so much...I'm so mad and sad and confused...I'm just a little bit caught in the middle, I'm not even sure if I'm good or evil anymore...Everyone's pulling me in different directions...I'm not even sure what they want me to be anymore...what I'm supposed to be and expected to be...I don't know where to go...but I can't do it alone, I already tried, and I don't know why... I thought I could handle everything on my own but...I'm just a little girl lost in the moment and I need someone here to help me through it, I'm so scared but I just don't show it because I just can't let them all know it. They wouldn't like me anymore...if they knew just how lost and confused and scared I really am... Please...someone...slow it down, make time stop, or else I'm afraid it'll be too much for me this time...it's so hard, it's a lot...and I just can't figure it out, they're dragging me down and I don't know how to stop before it's to late. It's like...I'm spiraling out of control, but I can't stop, I need someone to help me, but I'm too scared to ask...I don't know how to let it go, or relax anymore...there's no such thing as "forgiveness" or "love" or "trust". ....Is there? No, it can't be real. It's just stories. Stories I tell Mallory, I tell myself, so I don't have to face reality...right? Yeah, right. ....I was thinking of some memories and...I really can't believe it...just...everything that happened and is still happening....it's just...I don't care. I just don't care anymore. I don't care that everybody yells at me or is mean to Britney, or that EVERYONE seems to just HATE K, no matter what happens or what he tries to be friends, everyone always hates him and wants to hurt him anyway, and I don't care what people say or think about Blake being "weird" or a "freak" because of his eyes color, I really don't care anymore. The thing is, they're still MY friends and I still love them so much and I don't want to lose ANOTHER person because of what other people think or say! I just want to scream and cry but I know I can't. That's weak. Or at least that's what people always tell me it is....I should probably try to get some sleep though..Well, goodnight, I guess..'' *Blake closes the diary* Q-Q Well...that was depressing...