*time passes*
Wow.. speaking of her... lol.... she just called me. She wanted to talk to my mum, which was good, but she started asking me how I'm doing and stuff, which was really nice. It shows that she cares (at least someone does [besides Meg]).
Anyway, I've been keeping my thoughts during the day in my alphasmart (this little computer we're given to use for the school newspaper)... I wish I could hook it up to this computer and just download it all onto here, but I doubt the alphasmart is compatible with my computer.
Well, I left during lunch near tears because for the past two days, that non-Christian ugly girl has been hanging around Seth.. like standing next to him in the way a lot of girls do that says "I'm your girl"... I hate it. I had to leave, it was torture. How could he break so many promises? How could he be such a coward too?
Think about it.
Instead of hurting me physically so everyone can see what he's done to me, he hurt me where no one can see: emotionally, spiritually, and mentally. It would have been more humane to beat me and rape me than what he did. And maybe if he had done that, my wounds would have healed when the bruises healed and maybe then I could hate him.
But no. He left me dead in my spirit. He should have beat me and raped me.
I'm still in the process of dying. Perhaps not physically, but in every other way possible.
*God, just grant me mercy.*
*God, just grant me mercy.*
Mrs. Spotts made me promise her that I won't commit suicide. I promised. But that doesn't mean I can't think of death.
ooh i gtg...
Blessed ventures,
~*~Markie~*~
ooh i gtg...
Blessed ventures,
~*~Markie~*~
