I've literally had a normal life. No abuse, no trauma, no nothing. Just me being the happy little transgender guy I am. A little transgender guy, trying his best just to make it to tomorrow. Yet I always wish I hadn't. Every day is a new problem. One day me and my friends are planning on going to our first middle school dance and then at the dance one of them says they want to kill themselves. What's the point of a dance if kiddos are dying, am I right? Life is stressful so if books are coming out slow that's why. I am working on part six of the Jacksepticeye one tho. Anyways, there's a vent for today I'm gonna go cry because my life if fucked, have a rest, eat something, and drinks ya some water. I love you, bye! See ya later!
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Not okay, but that's fine. Right? ... Right....?
RandomThis will be a vent book for me. I have been going through a shit load of stress and I'm trying my best but it's not enough. you don't have to comment to make me "feel better" that never works anyways.
