Fucking hate everyone. I hate my life I hate everything. I'm always getting fucking told off 24/7. Every single day it's another thing and all I wanna do it just die. My mother expects me remember everything, get all A's and I get depressed and she's telling me off about that. That I'm not mentally strong like she is. That I can't handle pressure duh, I've never been able to handle it. Have you ever seem me a nervous wreck before, probably. I wanna just run away, I don't care if I die in the forest it would be better than just being screamed at all day. I'd be peaceful and be laying in the snow. So last night Jerome may have gotten me to watch Anime. I've never really seen any just because I don't watch TV or have time to watch. Since today is a crappy crappy day I kinda got in to it last night before my mother barged into my room and told me to go to sleep since I had to go to the gym. I was still fucking in pain from that morning. I ran, went up stairs and did squats and yet my mother says I did nothing that I also wanna leave early well duh, if I don't wanna be there obviously I don't wanna stay any longer than I need to. So Jerome's favorite anime is Tokyo Goul and me being me I watched it. I may had gotten a little addicted to it so watched one episode and today I may have watched the 11 other episodes as well with in 17 hours haha. Jerome thinks I'm a little nerd and I love it.
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