Clean! Organize!
Thats what you force me to do.
Its not if i want to or not, its an obligation or you'll pester me about it until i finally give in.
You make me get all twitchy and you make me start getting out of control when i see a mess. Its a great benefit for the people around me . They dont notice my calloused hands that are on need of a rest from the chemicals ive used to clean. They dont see my knees, fingers,hands,arms and practically my whole body raw from when i get out the shower. I feel dirty and unsanitized after being at school from people touching me. My skin, especially my hands ,used to be soft .back then when I hadnt met you yet.....
YOU ARE READING
My so called "Friends"
Non-FictionLife can be hell.. Life is known to be a struggle Life can be a bumpy road Life hasn't been the best to me But...it isn't entirely my fault... Its My so called Friends' fault...