I wish I could tell others what I was feeling, like they would even care. I have no motivation to keep going on with life, it's like I'm in a loop of sadness. I finally find happiness and then another thing happens, I end up giving up again. I want people to know but I don't want their perspective to change, I want them to see me the same. I barely have any friends anymore anyways, most of my friends are moving to different schools (and they might be moving to a different city or something). And i get called fat and ugly every fucking day. I can't do this anymore, no one knows about my sh last time someone knew they used it against me, and then I started crying like the crybaby I am. I wanna kms so bad but I don't wanna leave that one person (my partner), but I can't even keep them happy. And they probably don't even like me that much anymore, we haven't been talking as much and I just want them to talk to me again. My friends make them uncomfortable and I just wanna keep them happy, their all I have left. They've been through worse and somehow I'm still like this. So many people have it worse but I'm still like this. No matter how hard I try, I guess I'll never be good enough.
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Vent/ rant book :3
Non-Fictionthe title (this book will contain mention of s/h and more serious topics like that) and uh my pookie wookie made the cover 😼‼️‼️