Bitch.
7:48 p.m. on 2004-12-13
So I'm sitting here crying, for no other reason than Hannah.
I was perfectly happy, REALLY happy, infact, and now I'm sitting here in tears.
On Monday she's going to see Muse. Fair enough. Didn't seem to feel like telling me anything about it, I had to find out about it in her MSN name, where she was.. Advertising for someone to go with.
As 'best friend', I would have thought I would have been pretty high on the list of people to ask, but no, I didn't even get told about it!
Just so happens, that Muse are one of my favourite bands. She fucking knows that.
Well, apparently, she was advertising because one of her friends might not have been able to go.
Why don't ya ask Liam, Hannah?! *Aw, no, can't do that.. I don't actually LIKE Liam! And I want to rub it in his face when I get back by talking about it for ages!!*
Psh.. So, two of her other friends got asked in the first place and not me. The 'best friend'. So much for that, right?
I'm sick of her constantly victimising herself, mostly in her journal.
"*They* shouted at me"
"*They* made me cry"
Like everyone's fucking against her.
She alone is enough to make me sit here and cry, but she doesn't think about me. Ever.
She thinks, "Oh dear.. I'm the poor sad lonely one, no one likes me.." - Where in reality, it's all in her head. But she wont come to terms with that, and so I get put through hell every night.
She needs to wake up and realise how much she hurts me. Just because I might not show it by over-acting and over-dramatising everything like she does, I'm just as fucking hurt as her.
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