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Do you actually think I 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 your 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 lies? Of course not. There all fake, you don't actually care. It's honestly kind of sickening how you pretend to be there for me. But of course, you just tell me that I'm fucking around with hormones, and that I'm fine, and I'm just a big, worthless fucking crybaby. But no. Your the worthless one here. You make it so hard to find out why the fuck I'm like this. Your the reason I'm a fucking chicken. Your the reason I'm always being called useless by my own fucking parents. Your the fucking reason when I tell my parents that my brain doesn't work like others, they tell me I'm wrong. They tell me I'm a normal person with a normal brain. But they don't listen. Your the reason I'm a picky eater, and caused my parents to argue on where to eat, making me the fucking cause. Your the GOD DAMN REASON EVERYONE FUCKING HATES ME. WHY EVERY TIME I TRY TO TELL SOMEONE HOW I FEEL, I'M FUCKING IGNORED, AND NOBODY GIVES A SHIT. YOUR THE CAUSE OF IT ALL, YOUR THE REASON I CAN'T HANG OUT WITH PEOPLE AND HAVE TO HAVE MY FUCKING IMAGINATION COAX ME INTO IT. YOUR THE REASON MY PARENTS HATE ME SOMETIMES. YOUR THE REASON I CAN'T GO TO SCHOOL IN PERSON. YOUR FUCKING USELESS, LIKE ME.

















A/N: This was not ammied at anyone. This was me talking to myself.

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