forever/never

i’m done.

I’m done with people making fun of me. I’m done with people ignoring me, looking over me, not noticing anything I do. I’m done wasting my time with people that don’t give a shit. I’m done getting yelled at, being mocked, not being able to go a day without getting made fun of. I’m done with it. By the end of this year, you’ll know who I am. You’ll know what I do, you’ll know what my name is, and how to rightfully pronounce it. I’m done with sneers, with cat fights, with bitchy girls at lunch, and everything in between. I’m done being the punchline of everybody’s jokes, I’m done with people walking all over me, I’m seriously done. I’m done being the last one. I’m now going to become the only one. And if you don’t like it, too bad.

Get the fuck over it, because I’m done.