I am sad, stressed and dang there suicidal. I know, I know it's not a joke my humor tends to go to dark places when I'm stressed. I heard in class that humor is just a mechanism that humans hide behind to avoid actually feeling or being hurt. My whole life must be a joke, I'm pretty sure I'm overthinking... possibly I'm overthinking now I'm surely overthinking. I'm not sure if it's just me but I was told that this year would be a reliever barley any work, everything's easy. Yup so easy I'm literally crying tears of joy, but I'll get over it I just need sleep and a clean setting for a clear mind and maybe some help too..
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The thoughts of a black teenager
Storie breviMight as well call this a memoir of my life, all the real, boring and sad parts of me shoved in public for all eyes to see. Who am I, that's one secret I'll never tell You know you love me, xoxo (I couldn't help it)
