I wanna kms.
I depend on others to hold me together, when nobody knows what's going on. Nobody knows how much I hate myself.
I talk to strangers to distract myself. Omegle is now my best friend.
Guys talk to me for a while, then the ask for things.
"Lemme see that sexy body bb"
Guys are disgusting. But I do what they ask.
If I told them how I felt. How I wanna die. They would act like they care.
But they don't.
YOU ARE READING
Drowning in thoughts
RandomThis book isn't going to have a traditional storyline. I'm a 16 year old girl that hates everything about herself and needs somewhere to vent. (without worrying people) I will update whenever. Definitely not every day.
