I have no friends. Lie. Most kids would love me, only if I wasn't a fag.
That's why.
I'm not tired like yesterday, or the other day. I went on my usual jog, it was a walk though.
The park has changed. It's all suburban and mom filled, they also stare. They don't polity look away, they just stare and I can tell the only polite thing they're doing is not glaring.
It didn't bother me. They were adults, kids were the cruel ones.
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im (not) okay
Short Storyjamie is fine. jamie is dying. jamie has hopes. jamie is wishing for some release. jame will persevere. jamie needs something to kill him because he's sick of killing himself.
