I know that no one reads this because it's sad and not worth reading. But if you just so happen to stumble across this like right as I post it then you should hmu because I'm actually in such a state right now. I don't know how to describe it.
I think it's just that I'm gonna have to make new friends this year and that no one will love me because I'm incapable of being loved. I really want a boyfriend but that's never going to happen. I'd have to tell my dad, and I'm disgusting, and i feel like I'm looking for a very specific type and I know that it's pretty much impossible for me to meet someone like that and have them actually be interested in a fat slob like me.
So yeah back on topic. Hmu. Idk I'm kind of in the mood for facetimeing but it's probably not the best idea to give a stranger your number.
YOU ARE READING
I'm trans and problematic
RandomThis is my second journal about being trans. Don't even both reading. I'll probably be dead in a week or two anyways. *trigger warning for the first few chapters*