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She lied to me 😭

Sometimes I feel like Lloyd from Ninjago.

Full of power, potential, but gave it all up to save his friends, and the world.

Except I didn’t save anyone. I gave it up for the love of the game.

My second grade report card included “Getting Armored to read is like pulling teeth with no anesthetics”

I’m literally at a weird phase where I find random old things and I’m like “remember that one time back in the day when the future looked kinda nice?” and I’m tearing up.

And the worst part, back then I was a depressed mess (I mean, more so than now) and I thought the world was bright and it’s my own fault my life sucked. And now I’m like, actually, looks like I was wrong. I’m fine, it’s just the world that is going to hell… oh shit.

When all mine just said the same copy/pasted “a pleasant to be in class”

LOL mine just said I had to have my parent sign it so they’d know I’d fucked it all up. Great plan bitch, now I get to have my mother drunkenly berate and scream for an hour and maybe throw something at me.

I always got: “You can do better.”

Guss what, I didn’t do jackshit, still an average or below average in almost all the fields.

Kind of like how you write good luck, have fun at the start of a match.