#2.5
9/8/16
Dear notebook thingy/ self,
I'm always angry, always sad. Essa thinks I should 'peacefully' just 'talk' to Angie and Greg. But, they don't want to talk. They've made that abundantly clear a million times before.
Angie confronted me in the bathroom today. "Why are you being such a bitch to me, Delanie? Why are you so clingy and why are you trying break up Greg and Van?"
I shoved her aside and stepped out of the restroom. If I hadn't, she probably would have left school with a black eye.
But, I'm losing it. Because miss 'I'm in so many clubs and have so many friends' Angie keeps spreading bullshit about me. And Greg, mr. Football, is, too.
Why me? Why won't Essa just listen to me? I can't lose my best friend. She's the only person I can stand anymore. I'm living in a high school full of assholes.
-Deli
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