I have a friend. Her name is Omi. She's my sanity and soul. But she hurts sometimes. She's pretty and I'm trash. She's perfect and social I'm shy and insecure.
I have a friend. His name is Liam. He's okay. I only have one problem with him. We are dating and Ava asked him a question.
She asked him if he would talk to me or the group I hang out with if I broke up with him. He said he wouldn't.
For once Omi and I agreed. We, I left school faking a smile. When I got home I locked myself in my room and fought to not cry. He sometimes makes me feel trapped with ought realizing it. I never got the courage to tell him this, just cried it out later.
Soon enough crying myself to sleep became a common thing. It was that one stupid Q and A that crushed me and things get worse.
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HumorThis started off as me talking about my depression and then just turned into something we can joke about. Vent away and if you want your vent to be in here just message me or leave a comment.
