why are people so horrible? why do they have to antagonise me when all I was trying to do was get home? :'(
some stupid drunk people were walking in front of me on the way home. I just tried to walk past them and one of them shouted where's wally there's wally I see her. I can see you. I'm coming to get you. Then eveyrone else was laughing. I hate people. I wanted to knife that man in his throat. It took everything I had to keep walking and not turn around or scream or bite myself. Now I am in my room by myself but I still feel angry and anxious and I don't haave anyone around to tell. i only wear two sweaters they are the same they are stripy but one is pink and blue and the other is orange and red and grey.
