• and I know who I am, and I’m fine with that, but because of the evil pathetic excuses for human beings I am forced to associate myself with daily, I constanly question myself and wonder why I’m not good enough to be liked by them. They like to make others feel completely worthless, powerless and inferior. And I may as well be walking around with a target plastered on my face. But I now know that this is wrong, and what they do to people is wrong, so I don’t care if they like me or not anymore. Life consists of liars, copy cats, and two-faced bitches; and there’s really nothing any of us can do about it, besides cross your fingers and hope you graduate.