Wednesday, June 5th. 10:37 pm. Oakley got sick so I've been banished to my room or sneaking around in case he gets up and goes downstairs. It's been a pretty good day.. Nobody's tried to kill me, even though I've only been up for about an hour.
Reina and I made a few thousand dollars by scamming a few rich guys who sucked. It's been almost two days since someone tried to kill me and my anxiety is killing me over it.
I was on my phone watching some random videos that one of my friends sent me on my 3rd phone. (Which was my programming/hacking phone depending on public opinions.) . After the video I felt a vibration in my hoodie pocket. I picked up my main phone and saw a notification from Atlas.
Gender_Is_Confusing
'Atom….'
AtomicBomb🖤💥
'Hmm?'
Gender_Is_Confusing
'How do snakes have sex?...'
AtomicBomb🖤💥
'...Ya really want me to answer that…'
Gender_Is_Confusing
'....'
AtomicBomb🖤💥
'....'
Gender_Is_Confusing
'....'
AtomicBomb🖤💥
'....'
Gender_Is_Confusing
'Nevermind I just googled it…'
'....'AtomicBomb🖤💥
'Is that all?'
Gender_Is_Confusing
'Yes…. I gtg to a meeting…. bye beautiful bitch'
AtomicBomb🖤💥
'Lmfao bye'
I giggle as I roll my eyes before setting my phone back down. I get off my bed and walk into my closet and take off my oversized hoodie. I look in my full length mirror and notice my curly hair is a little bit frizzier than usual. I walk closer to the mirror and start to examine my face; freckles scattering all over my face, my headache causing my eyes to be a greyish color, my brain seeing every bump and anything it'd dub as an imperfection. My brain was nitpicking every little detail.
I took a step back and looked at my body. I was wearing a pair of black leggings and a tampon at the moment. My eyes fall to my body as I pull at the skin, I flex my arms and see the small amount of muscle that my body has built up trying to cheer myself up, I notice the thickness in my thighs and it gives me a bit of insecurities and confidence at the same time. I like my body, but I hate it so much.
People compliment me, but I have days where I feel insecure…. And today happened to be one of them. All women are beautiful, I knew that for a fact. But today I didn't feel beautiful. I grabbed a different hoodie, slipped it on and decided to go play a new video game that a friend/company sent me to beta test. I walked to the spot I had in front of my bed that had all my gaming stuff that wasn't for my computer, grabbed my white, black and blue anime PS4 controller, turned on my PlayStation then put in the game.
I sat down in a beanbag chair on my floor as I watched every little detail that was happening on my TV. Neon swirls going around the screen, the company logo on the screen then transitions into the game name/logo. Soft but dramatic music playing in the background. Warnings pop up as it goes silent. As the start/main menu screen pops up I watch it for a few minutes then I grab a new notebook and start writing in it.
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A Mob Bosses Daughter.(Original.)
General Fiction"What's the point of Emotions? They just get in my way." "I don't care, I've always had myself and I don't need anyone." "Please don't leave me. I'm not ready for you to go." A Mob Bosses Daughter The life story of a very intelligent young girl name...