I hated volleyball today none of it was enjoyable. I barely got hits and almost everyone was pissing me off.
I met with my menti honestly he reminds me of myself. He was talking about how him and his friends built snow forts and would attack other people's snow forts. He read me the book he wrote. I found out he hates coloring but loves animals, he's had so many dogs.
I can't tell if I getting better or if I'm just distracted but I feel better.
YOU ARE READING
Maggots are eating at my brain
Randomidk it's a part 2 to my "A fucked up home" story