I know I don't update that much and it's not consistent and, well I don't exactly care but if you are here reading this, thank you? I don't know what to say but except that this book is trash and it has barely any new chapters and the author is depressed as fuck and I'm a trash person.
My friend is.... difficult... I can't stand it when she snaps at me, she did it minutes before, I asked her why she is sitting on he blue chairs, playing uno without the rest of the group except one, I told her to come over because there are plenty of seats and no one will be left out, people aren't sitting on the ground and are playing but she replied with, "too bad I already sat down" She didn't smile and sounded real fucking rude and mean
Why do I surround myself with people, why do I continue to do this until I'm really hurt and it's my fault. I don't want to do this anymore, she's just a kid and I hope she fuckinf soon she grows up because it hurt and now the rest of the group is sitting with her, playing uno, having perfectly fine fun and I'm excluded, I can't fuckinf sit on the ground, I'm self conscious of my legs and I can't because... I'm insecure and sitting down makes me insecure.
I feel like I'm going to cry.
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A random book what I do when I update.. really?
RandomWARNING THIS HAS SWEARING! This is a book about me and my life and basically what I'm thinking you may discover I'm absolutely crazy or I may be shit at writing things Anyway enjoy and please no judge my cold and dead heart can't take anymore
