I've come to say, it's fun having parents that understands good music. What's not fun is driving over an already dead deer.
These events happened two days apart, and honestly, I Don't Care. I'd rather sit on my bed, crying because of certain songs and YouTube videos.
You know, and then there's the fact that I'll get into arguments over the stupidest crap. So that's nice.
I also have a friend who doesn't talk to me unless I say
"I'll go to bed then"
Or
"Wanna Roleplay?"
Even then, it takes her forever to answer. Does she have things to do? Not the at the times I DM her. Do I care? Um, I started crying because she answered when I said I was going to bed. IT WAS 7 PM.
Added fact, I don't know why I joined marching band of I have the CRAPPIEST MEMORY OF MOST EVERYONE THERE!
I'm sorry, I needed to rant and everyone's busy and I'm not gonna whisper to myself until I pass out again.
Love ya,
InsaneFan🖤
