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Originally Posted by alien21xx
I've had the principal of my high school tell me that she couldn't imagine what a trainwreck I've started to look like once I graduated high school (but that was because I wore goth makeup, had 15 different piercings, and sported bleached blond and crayon red hair). At first I was sort of hurt, especially because I had a lot of respect for her. I considered her my mentor and I'd say I was one of her favorite students when I was in high school (valedictorian, won awards in competitions, all-over good girl)
Then I got over it because if she could change her opinion of me based on how I look, I can change my opinion of her based on what she is.
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My best friend through school, from second grade onward, was so pretty. Typical blond blue eyes, tiny, toned athletic little thing and very smart. She always was.
What she's done to herself with tattoos, clothes, hair...experimentation, and piercings renders her completely unrecognizable.
Unfortunately, she lives from place to place, fights her addictions (prescription and not), and hasn't had a job, other than a cook in at most a Red Lobster, in a decade.
She's got nothing to show for her life other than 40% of her body covered in tattoos, and she's not headed anywhere but further down from where she's at.
It was, and is, a waste. She hates herself, and it's obvious by what she's done to herself. It wouldn't be, imo, a stretch to call her a trainwreck.
I don't care about tats, piercings, whatever, but I care about the fact that we're approaching 30 and she's doing nothing with her life but floating homeless and aimlessly between her drug addled friends.
I'm not saying that's the kind of trainwreck you are, or that you are even a trainwreck, but when someone says trainwreck, my friend comes to mind, and it's so sad. :/