i've been writing in this almost every day but i don't want to publish the parts and i don't really know why? it's just that i feel like i'm not allowed to feel anymore and thats super bad and i'm trying to block everything out right now because i don't really like anything and my life is pretty gross and the only reason i didn't throw myself in front of a car on tuesday (school) was because of my dog and it's so fucking stupid but the onyl reason why i;m alive is because i dont want my dog to wonder where i've gone for the rest of her life
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No Ficciónbasically a book where i write down how i'm feeling, throw in some really shitty poetry here and there and maybe a few songs for the hell of it. [ trigger warning ]
