Eleven

Dear Bullies,

You dont know that I have bone problems, yet you break them.
You don't know that I'm poor, but you make fun of me for not wearing expensive clothes.
You don't know that I have a learning disability, but you still tease me for my grades.
You don't know that the scars you tease me for, are because of you.
You don't know that everytime you knock me down, I'll get back up.
You don't know that your words hurt me more than your punches.
You don't know that just because I have hearing problems, doesn't mean I can't hear you talking about me.
You don't know that I have a growth defect that keeps me from living a long life, yet you still judge me for being short.
You don't know that everyday I go home crying, because of you.
You don't know how bad my life is, but you keep making it worse. 

You don't know anything about my life, so, why are you judging it?

Sincerely,
The Bullied

I lovveee
 lizzzaaa koshy
twenty one pilots
food
sleep
reading (DUUHHH)
drawing ( I suck at drawing)
youtube people ( tooo many to name)
Good smelling stuff
Oof
food
lotion( Idk why)
creative writing
empty boxes
bubble wrap
pandas
foood(I feel like I said that...)
weirdnesssss
music


Gosh freakin darn it bob wtf you doing?
  bob:*licks my face*
Immma puch chuuuu!!!
  bob: *whispers* Your face is smooth
ITS MY JOB TO BE WEIRD NOT YOURS