exactly what the title is m8
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Discontinued and Unfinished :/
AUTHORS NOTE: I'm sorry I was gone so long but i didn't know whether to post or not because i have no comments and 14 reads.
Carsen's POV
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(Above is what Karsen is wearing)
Today is the last day of summer before I have to go back to school. I really don't wanna go back. I keep getting picked on for wearing all black, band tees, and having dark purple hair. I really don't want to get picked on tommorow for wearing skinny jeans in the summer. They don't want to see the scars and fat under them so I am never wearing shorts. End rant.
This summer was really boring. All I did was lay in bed all day and screw around on my phone. I swear. That thing saves my life.
My roommate in the adoption center is named Ella. She hates me just like everyone else does. I'm used to her yelling at me, blaming things on me, and her beating the crap out of me. No one seems to care that she does this. She could throw me out the 4th story window and everyone would praise her and congratulate her.
Right now Ella is downstairs with her friends. I am in our room writing this in my journal and listening to Infinity on High (AUTHORS NOTE: I'm actually listening to that rn) I love fall out boy, the rest of the emo trinity, set it off, black veil brides, twenty one pilots, a little known band called the funeral portrait (AN:They are an actual band and you need to go check them out now), and lots of other bands. The youtubers I like are CrankThatFrank,Evangeline DeMuro, Shane Dawson, and so many more that it would take me the rest of my life to list them all off.
In case anyone is actually reading my journal for some reason, my pronouns are they/them and get the fuck out of my journal.
I hope tomorrow isn't as bad as I think it will be. It will probably be worse.
