Idunno what's more stressful: being a piece of shizz or contemplating-my-life-every-second BECAUSE life is shizz. HS has been sort of a great opportunity for me because it made me change and reveal my true sself even my old self who loves to write is slowly returning to me. (Except my skills in drawing. It looks like poop u know.)
idk. I'm really confused right now. Irdk what to do with myself. I'm lost. I don't know how I can lift myself up again. I mean yeah sure my friends are there with me always but for me, I'm really, seriously, freaking lost. Not depressingly lost, but confused lost.
I wished that I could find myself before I leave my HS life.
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