I've been sick. It hurts so bad right now. The pain is striking me worse with every attack.
It's like I'm a prison and my sickness is the prison, and my neck is the escape route.
The jail cell is right in my stomach and they're beating on the walls.
They're climbing up the escape route, so close but at the same time so far. As soon as they're at the top, their caught they get dragged back down and the route is stuffed shut to make sure the prisoners don't escape.
it seems like it's all over. When the world ends i don't want to be alone. Please,any friend of mine,be with me on the 18th. Don't ask,if you don't understand then well, you most likely aren't the go to. Sorry...
please help, me mega bored... Watching Minecraft vids.... why...?
Ah,don't feel like getting up to change it,it hurts...
The one side was just mega friendzoned.. 2. He said "I dab 25/7" why, please stop this mess...
I should turn it off..
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Depression **Doing Good, Read Final Chapter**
Random**IM DOING GOOD NOW!! READ FINAL CHAPTER** My story. Just a place I can vent and others can hear me. also I don't have a cover for this so i'm going to leave it as it is.
