yeah school life is getting tough and tough mhm, mhm. more homework, more harassment and bullying, more manipulation from my mom, more depression risk, more anger issues. wow, haha. you will never get how it feels like to have these kind of crazy s!t happens EVERYDAY. and it gets w0Rs3r ^_^♪♡ literally me right now myself in the mirror: I should've focused more on real lif- myself: haha, no s!t sherlock. wake up. like just snap back to reality bro. you're not used to be like this. oh and don't mind me being called furry every time i draw animals for fun. don't mind me bullied by my crush everyday. don't mind me have to listen to my mom everytime and listen to her stpd s!t(sorry mom) critiques. don't mind me having severe depression. don't mind me everything. EVERYTHING. you really wish to be a middle schooler already? hah, stop dreaming. it's worse than you ever thought :) I always wake up early, around 6 AM. I mean I MUST. I will always hear my mom giving critiques on my cloth. I carry my heavy, worthless, expensive backpack for 1 hour straight. Sit on the train? Sit on the bus? always crowded. ALWAYS. I never had a chance to sit, like it's really low. I always have to sit down and listen to boring piece of s!t for 7 hours. Every time my crush comes to the class, he always complaint about what I'm wearing BEFORE he sits down. "you look like a golfer lol" "you look like a famous dancer" like SHUT UP??- i mean, not to be rude but w-f?? go mind ur own business, and you're lucky I still have a connection with you because I like the way you treat me like garbage (expect for what I'm wearing). There that one unfunny meme danker who spits out meme sounds in front of my face. Always calling me furry. Do you want to know why I let you gangsta 'til you see me writing this? haha, anyways, I'm always tired, not getting good scores even if i try my hardest. only few of them cares about me, what about most? they either don't care, or they stab my heart. You'll see the unfunny meme danker telling- i mean FORCING me to confess my "love" to that one short boy I normally consider him best friend. He said I was too shy, but nah bud. I know what to do. I'm Aromantic you piece of fotherless s!t. I ain't having his baby, and it's my right to confess who I want to. I mean, I'm already rejected, yk. so many dark n truth story about my friends and my hectic school life ^_^ I'm too tired to even work on homework and chores, nor I feel like I'm dying, and wants to cry in my room.
