Please spare me any comments with the lyrics to Stressed Out in them. I'm not in that kind of mood, though I usually am.
Hey guys.
So (obviously), I'm a little stressed out.
Thankfully, work is done for the week, and I have some stuff to look forward to. However, there is one thing that's reaaaaaally bugging me.
Buttface is spending from tomorrow until Sunday with the Monster. The whole time. Sleeping there, and not returning home until Sunday night.
It's good and bad. He's been absolutely insufferable, like he was today, but I'm always worried about him and his being safe.
And I was really really mean to him today.
He was bugging me so much today that I just laid him out like a fucking pancake. I regret everything I said, but none of it was false. I just... hate pushing him away like that and making him feel awful. Sometimes he says things that makes me think he's depressed, and I get afraid that the things I say sometimes might lead him to suicide.
And that's never something I wanted.
Idk. I'm ok for now, just like, stressed over that.
Sigh.
Sorry to bother. Love you guys <3
Markie out. (really boy, like I could grow a penis rn)
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The Diary of a Struggling Genderfluid: 2
RandomIt's here for me to rant and you to learn again. A continuation of my previous journal, which just had too many chapters.
