I'm going to try to sleep, no one ever came out of the living room to ask if I was okay. I hate crying in front of people, my anxiety was just so bad I didn't want to move, I couldn't use my legs. I want to throw up.
Until next time, hopefully with more positive writing and a new home!
Len
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After Senior Year.
No FicciónJune 30th, 2014. My life has always been a mess. From bullies constantly pushing me to the ground to my family pulling me in so many directions I begin to fall apart. This isn't just about all the terrible things I've dealt with, but also the amazin...
