This year has been so fucking frustrating. School is back where I’m from, and I have to do my math. Ughh! It’s bad enough I can’t understand it, but then my mom says how it’s “So easy”, then screams about how I need to get it done, how I’m not trying, how simple it is.
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Feelings...
RandomJust an everything of all mi feelings. Stories. Letters. Notes. Like a little diary. Everything in here is based on what I'm feeling at the time. Thanks
