[Okay, so I'll just start of, that I just wrote that suicide thing, like....a minute ago. And all the "subject" things are in either German or Spanish, some in English. This one, happens to be German. I'm not going to confuse you guys by writing the whole thing in Spanish or anything....And this is pretty damn long. I don't expect anyone to read it.]
So, as I wonder around Myspace, I happen to go to one of my friend's profile. Which, isn't really my friend, but who cares. Anyways, I was being nosy and read one comment. It just happened to be Gabi's....Okay, so I'm not going to tell you guys the whole story, but I'll try to make it short and snappy.
I get upset with Cami. Cami gets upset with me. I tell Cami Gabi's no good. Cami doesn't care. Cami talks to Gabi. Days later. Cami isn't friends with Gabi. That's it. I won't fill you in this time.
So anyways, Gabi writes a comment on neither Cami's or my profile, someone else's who's name shall not be mentioned. She writes how she has depression, and that everything crashes down on her, after Cami lied. I'll tell you something. Just because you don't love someone anymore, doesn't mean you lied. They could have loved you, they just might have gotten over you. That's just not how depression works. You don't just magically want to kill yourself. And Gabi says she only has depression. Then man is she a lier. You must have at least 5 of the depression symptoms to actually have depression. Feeling depressed here and there doesn't make you all hardcore and s**t.
It kind of bothers me how she thinks she knows everything about depression. No one really does, she thinks she's so much better than everyone because she "sees the world in a different view." Would that be the emo view? Were you think life is hell? She really has no reason for getting depressed, she didn't have a bad childhood, and just because one girl decided to go spend time with her boyfriend doesn't mean she lied. It's her ******** boyfriend, seriously. She did that with me too. When we use to be friends. Last summer, she said she had a bad childhood, and the only bad thing that I see of it, is that her mom was pregnant with her at 13. Hey, it's not my fault her mom is a slut.
She thinks she knows how it's like to live in the "real world." She really doesn't know two ******** about that. I'm not going to say I do, because I forgot how life can be at times. But most people in America are use to getting what they want. Going to the mall every weekend, just to buy things they don't need. Not appreciating anything. Someone with like, 5 computers in a family of two, isn't "the real world." She's one of those people everything was given to her when she was young, and she doesn't know how to work for what she wants in life. Let me tell you, she'll never get anything done in her future, she's going to expect others giving it to her.
But I just got off topic. I'm just saying, that I think she's faking this whole "depression" thing. No one with depression is how she is. I see her perfectly fine anyways. She has nothing to complain about. She has a mom, she has friends, she gets a good education, and at least she's not living in the ghetto. "I cry every time I see myself in the mirror." What the ********, just deal with it. I'm ugly too, you don't see me crying when I see myself in the mirror. Besides, your lying. I remember...It was a few months ago, you were walking around at school. You stopped and looked at yourself in the mirror. I didn't see you cry. And you specifically told me, that it happened every time you saw yourself in a mirror. But seriously, you have nothing to complain about. Because whenever you want something you go ask your little mother of yours, and she gives it to you. How is that hell?
You guys just don't know how much this girl bothers me. She's just an emo wannabe, so she thinks she should have that snob attitude with it. Hah, your not the only one on earth hun, and sometimes, guys like to talk to girls just to talk to them. Nobody has a mini kindergarten crush on you. And everyone on your "hero's" section talks about you. In bad ways, some friends you got there.
