Hey, I'm Lukas and I guess you're about to read a story on my life in high school. I don't think its that exciting personally, but you chose to click this and read it, so maybe you'll find it interesting.

"Is this my punishment for things I did in my other lives? I whisper to no one but myself. "I have changed; not really, but it's nice to fantasize." I huff "Depression is hilarious," I chuckle and smirk sadistically. "They don't know, that's good." I say these things late at night. Away from eyes and ears prying for information to use and abuse. Don't you know what she did to me?