As a person, I don't really think anyone understands or knows who I really am. There's a certain state of game as a closet lesbian. Whether it's the awful food in my stomach or my really retarded friends. This is probably one of the hardest lives a person could probably be living at the age of 17. My friends may be stupid nut they accept me for being a true unicorn. I've only had one girlfriend, and well you know where that goes. Of course you don't  know were this goes.  There's always an ending to everything whether it's just friendship or a relationship. My situation just so happens to be a relationship. Where everything I though twas beautiful just turned into a complete abomination. Lied, cheated and well who the fuck cares anyways?  No one's interested in me either as a person.