Thread:Fangirl111/@comment-8014223-20140807193200/@comment-5952365-20150224071213

Anyway, teachers depress me. I just think about how Mallory can run up to Blake, or me, or Jace, or a teacher, or anyone and proudly show them something she made in class, and then I think of hurt or abused kids, who don't do that. Or how they're too scared to, or just too distracted to learn. And those stupid c*nt teachers just F*CKING IGNORE IT AND NEGLECT THE KID MORE!! I mean, I just think of the situation I personally had come from, and then I think of Blake. I just think of the differences between us, especially from Kindergarten to Grade 3, how happy Blake was, how he didn't have a care in the world, how Mallory is exactly like Blake was (because they were never abused, neglected and hurt), and then I think of how Joy and I were so quite and scared, and I just think of how the teachers didn't notice the difference at all! It was so f*cking obvious too! Like, I SWEAR, they wouldn't have noticed abuse or neglect IF IT SLAPPED THEM IN THE GODD*AMN FACE!!! Ugh, I think of what my mom went through, and then what my "dad" put me and Joy through, and they don't notice a f*cking thing!!! They just ignore it and yell at you more!!! I noticed that the more you're in pain, the more they make you feel worst -_- I mean, THEY F*CKING TOLD BLAKE TO GET OVER HIS PARENTS DYING HALF A MONTH AFTER THEY DIED!! WTF??!!! OF COURSE HE'S NOT "OVER IT", NO ONE GETS OVER SOMETHING LIKE THAT!!!! LITERALLY NO ONE!!!! AND THE FACT THEY TELL A NINE YEAR OLD THAT- UGH- GRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!! They should be VERY f*cking glad I always hesitate, or they might have been dead by now -_- I mean, you can only take being mad for so long, until SNAP! goes the mental stability.