I. Can't. Stand. My. Fucking. Family.
I really can't even be around them without getting insulted or whatnot. I'm so done.
And I feel like crying my eyes out, my chest physically hurts, but I DONT KNOW WHY.
Oh and now I have anxiety about chocolate bars. Long story, but apparently the average chocolate bar has 8 insect legs in it.
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De TodoCan a title be a description? Well, mine is. ~trigger warnings~ HELL, EVERYTHING IN THIS BOOK IS A TRIGGER WARNING! Aaaaaand on a serious note, this is probably super boring because it's about my life and I'm, you guessed it, super boring!