Strangers.

I hate it when the friends you've had the longest turn out to be people that you never really even knew. People you've told everything to, and you thought they were listening but in actuality they were just keeping what you said in their back pockets for later use. The other day, I head a rumor going around school about how I used to abuse Nyquil. Which lead to another rumor(which isn't entirely true) about how I tried to commit suicide once. I HATE rumors. I kept reassuring people who'd ask, and I'd ask them where they heard it. It all lead back to a person I've been friends with for a long-long time. We talked, and it got to where I told them that it was ok, just not to accidentally tell anyone else. But they told me that it was intentional, and they were spreading it so a girl that hangs out with me would stop liking me. I for one didn't even know she liked me, and that was COMPLETELY the wrong way to handle things. If anything, it back fired because she kept trying to get close with me and insisted that if I ever needed someone to talk to, that she was there.
Self harm and self soothing is a serious issue, and isn't needed. There are other ways to handle sadness, stress, or whatever it is that makes someone do it.  http://www.adolescentselfinjuryfoundation.com/page11 has some good suggestions. By the way, someday I promise to have a good blog post. All of this is just depressing shit. I'm sorry.
Oh yeah, I got to borrow a drawing tablet from a fellow school mate to work on my drawing. Paint tool Sai is awesome. I wish I could draw hands better. D: