They yelled at me some more. I feel like they target me specifically...
Alex you lonely piece of shit why won't you just die?
I've tried ignoring them, that doesn't work... They just get more mad...
We both know you're dying, why not accept it and kill yourself?
Maybe I should just get some meds and drug myself to happiness... Anti-depressant, Fluttershy style...
You geeky Fuck, why can't you be normal?
I'm just gonna stop writing for now... I'll be back tomorrow
Hopefully he'll get some sleep, his pillow wasn't made for this much water...
YOU ARE READING
My Notebook
Non-Fictionjust, a notebook, I write what I think, so, you know, depression! that's fun!