I’m never enough for my parents and I’m either too much or not enough for my friends. So I’m here to say f all of you. I’m sick of hearing all your bs stories and drama that constantly surrounds you. I’m sick of hearing I am not right when I clearly am. I’m sick of being told “you don’t know what it’s like” how tf do you know? Have you asked me? I’m sick of people telling me I won’t make it to my dream. I’m sick of being put down and stomped on everywhere I go. F you. I’m starting my second year of college soon with an almost 3.0 gpa. I’m planing on starting/building my own wildlife rescue rehabilitation center somewhere and have already been designing it. I am planing on building my own house next to it. I am planing on going for my masters degree too. I’m planning on getting a awesome job where I’ll be happy and not miserable like you. I’m also going to have a side business selling art and other home made stuff to help fund my wildlife rescue rehabilitation center. So you know what, F YOU! F You! I don’t care about your bs. I will succeed and I will make it to my dream. FU!!!