So
like
I'm probably gonna delete this book.
Consider it discontinued.
Not that anyone was reading it in the first place-
Baiiiii forever (until further notice)
also I re-read this and I'm cringing so hard at e v e r y t h i n g
hAtE iT
hate me
hate life
cool
not that you should hate life
or yourself
you matter
your life matters
your voice matters
but fuck this sad excuse of a book-
YOU ARE READING
I Honestly Don't Know
AcakI was (somewhat) forced by my friends to write a "story". I don't know what it will entail as of yet, but we'll find out together! The title of the book itself makes this blatantly obvious though. But anyways. Lets start a "book".
