Sunday, September 28, 2014

Also

I hit my Ellen sweater mad I was probably being made fun of.

I have nothing to do

because my friends are gone.

Liars

You all act like I ^did something^.  If I can hurt myself, so can you.

I do not accept this.

This other person feels only they are always right.

Do you know anyone

who thinks they're the best in the world and don't have to listen to anyone?  And if they do, they make themselves ^feel good^ ?

Problem

The Josh Groban fans are bothering me on Twitter, along with someone else..the things people do for Ellen when I'm trying to have fun on my own.

Well, the ones I see the faces of a lot.

I did

stomp my feet some after when I walked around and to another store.  I was sitting down.

Last Night

Slept with TV on then turned it off 1/2 way.

Started with Stonehenge and battles in England.

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A Short Clip of Me Singing a Couple Days Ago

I just wish

in the end I was still in control.

Very Bright

My dad definitely caused it.

Upset

I had some good things going.  I really don't know what to do when people think they can walk over me like that.  I feel bad about myself.  Maybe, I just won't care but walk away and hope someone doesn't get upset about walking away and each person starting to get at me.

Lots of Problems

I went with my dad to the store, and he put me in a bad mood.  All the people were looking at me like there was something wrong with me for gritting my teeth.  They acted like older parents were my parents.  It was in a suggestive manner.  I gritted my way through the trip alone.

I was gritting in the car, and my dad noticed.  I was squeezing my cell and put it somewhere finally.

I wasn't too weird, only asked a few questions.  I asked about making me feel something in a place.  All I did was grit my teeth and squeel stop it.  Why would I be in trouble?  People were afraid to admit it was for anything other than my stomping.  I did stomp some but only when I was out of control.  I'm not submitting to anyone that I'm like a dead chicken.

What's up with people telling me I have to think badly of myself?

My dad was a bit sad more mad.  Someone told him or he told himself that I was no fun to go with, but I learned something about shopping there.  No reason not to go.  Next time, I don't think I will.

So

I am ready to act.

Maybe I need more sleep.  At home, I am relaxed on the computer.

Think and don't act.

Wanna

Come to Orlando and become some form of walking dead?

I know for a fact

Everyone thinks they can do whatever they want to me.

Help

I feel like something would be triumphant.

I've been squirming and squeeling to stop.

Problem

My parents won't stop bothering me.  I cut my fingers.  People in public are randomly popping up overcoming me.  My dad is like bemusing those who did things for him like he is always good.  I was helping with the dishes and my dad started acting out as he handed them to me.  I felt uncontrollably upset.  I don't submit to anyone.  He has entered my life cuza Tim Burton and gotten involved in and chased people from me.

What about this?

His hair?