Oh hi everyone! You will be reading a poorly written, triggering, teenage angst, 'self centred' autobiography. I feel lazy and I want to end this chapter right away. Should I continue typing this?I feel lazy.
Lazyness, another outcome of depression.
My whole life is a series of depressing event. Come and follow me to cry with my 'first world problems' yay!
YOU ARE READING
Wishes
Random"What is the fucking point? What is the fucking point of living?" You might think that I am a stereotypical emoGirL69 but no I am not. I am just me?
