It's June 21, 12:17 AM and today, was good at first, but then my hormones decided to throw a rave party, I guess.....
I was fine one minute, the next I wanted to punch my 12 yr old sister in the face and go jump off a building, eat the whole bottle of Ibuprofen, SOMETHING too stop being.... here. I'm probably going through the same thing others are, but it's cool, I'm fine, yeah, I'm fine sure yeah.... it's not like I'm tired of living with people who do nothing but fight, and then there's my dad who I think I ruined Father's Day for, and my mum might lose her job for a few months- it doesn't sound bad but we live paycheck too paycheck at my mums- and I don't know if im just worrying her with my dumb breakdowns, or making her feel better that I tell her- What's right what's wrong, what's good what's bad, I don't know anymore... and then there's my picky eating, I have a sensory disorder to where I don't like certain textures and sometimes my senses are higher than Connor Murphy, so my sister followed in my footsteps of picky eating because I ate only certain things... I've ruined my sisters life and more will come, fun isn't it? Sorry too bother you, good community of Wattpad but I must go,
Good Morning,
Have a good day,
Be safe,
Thank you for your time.

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