But my spelling still sucks.
Guys I'm gay.
I'm also gender fluid and can't decide whether or not I'm in love with having chesticals or not.
Literally my b-day was on the 14th and I just sat there wondering how my life came to me being in love with one of my best friends. And why boobs r so squishy.
IM SORRY.
I'm on marajawana (ik I didn't spell it right.)
My mood rn:
CUM AT ME. ALSO:
Kidding. I don't smoke marajawana
I already fall down the stairs 1994(793938348383 times a day. I ain't trying to trip even more.But like if u smoke weed I support u bby. U do u. And if we do each other I'll pray for u bc you're probably drunk or some shit because I'm ugly af.
Point is, I've been goin through some shit lately. And I took a long ass break. I want to do better I do. I just don't know how. Maybe I could share an account or something with someone and like we can both write this story??
Like just let me clear my library first. Bc if u saw what I read this would b u:
I'll go home. (SHANE DAWSON IS S H O O K.)
Plz sent help. It ain't easy being wheezy. Seriously I need my inhaler. And my gazebos. Shit. If u get that amen.
It's late. I should probably b asleep. But like fuCK THAT.
*cries in gay*
I just want a gf. Or bf. Mainly gf. I'm just feelin like squishys rn. I'm sowwy.
But seriously hit me up. My number is
(666)-666-6669
We can be crying buddies. Or marajawana buddies. IT doesn't matter. We all FLOAT IN HELL.
SEND HELP. plz.
This chapter is a joke just like my life.
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