I hate mornings. I hate people. I hate school.I hate myself. I hate my life. I hate my parents. I'm just one big ball of love and happiness as you can tell.
School is just one big joke,people hate me,they pick on me. What's their problem with a gay ginger? I tend to just sass them. Most of the time I can deal with the hate but other times I just can't.
I have a small group of friends they are the reason I still manage to bear school. At least we all have a great taste in music which is my face.
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Author's note I'm writing a cashby again I didn't like the other one I had started this is short because it's the introduction of Alan I will upload the introduction of Austin soon so any feedback would be appreciated
