I'm getting. Pretty tired and I ate all my food. Still watchin YouTube. Still disgusting. Nothing big has happened since I felt my ass being grabbed. I might go to bed soon. I changed into more breathable shorts and I put up my hair and I kinda look like Mulan. My room is a fuckin mess. My hair is greasy. I'm fat. I wish I looked like Jude Karda they are so handsome. Jude is such a cool name. My preferred name is cool too. I hate how people say preferred name or pronoun it is their name and it is their pronouns. Transphobic people can suck my big fat cock. I need to get this off my chest so their is this guy who asked my out so I pretended to like him but I said I'm not allowed to date and then some stuff happened and I cut him out of my life The out of the blue a couple weeks ago he randomly said "birth name I still kinda like you don't tell anyone even if you say you are a boy you will always be a girl to me" he used worse grammar than that, but who the fuck said you could call me a fucking girl you fucking cunt I don't care I told a bunch of people who you liked I don't give a bloody fuck what you think I've always been a mother fucking boy god thought I was too masculine so he had to put me in a female body. I just found a mouse turd in my bed. Never mind it fell out of my mini muffin bag. My phone is about to die and I'm tired so I'm going to try to sleep. It's currently 4:46 am
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A day in the life of no name
Non-FictionI decided to write this because I want people to know how it feels to be me, but you'll never know who this person is. This could all be made up. But one thing that is true is this person can't write very well. If you somehow figure out its me I wou...
