First, it's not Thursday. It's Friday. I don't want to talk about Thursday, but I will.
I almost attempted.
Would've been the third one. It's not that big.
I had everything planned out and ready. I wanted to fucking die. I really did, but I can't. I promised so many people I wouldn't.
I told a few people about it, but many people don't know about my depression.I feel bad for telling them though. They shouldn't feel like they have to do something about it or try and help.
One stayed up with me once I told them. We're still talking on the phone currently.
Two said I was giving them really bad anxiety.
Forrest hasn't answered the phone all day.
YOU ARE READING
It's Fucking Hunter
De TodoHi Idk Im Hunter. Obviously And this is just random stuff that happened throughout my day starting at the beginning of the school year. Yeh. That's it. I'll probably be vague most of the time. But Yeah
