the one thing that was keeping me happy. the one thing that made me feel like i actually belong on this shitty earth. she fucking took it away from me. i actually felt loved when i listened to music, but no. my mom gets mad at me for watching thirteen reasons why, so she decides to take away everything, my netflix, my music (all types of it: on my phone, my computer, my records), my tv altogether. i can't watch fall out boy interviews, i can't watch the chicago show from boys of zummer. i'm so sad now and i want to end it all. spring break has been an actual living hell.
i want to die.
