You know those lists everyone talks about? The "Things to Do Before I Die" lists, and "Bucket Lists", and so forth? Usually listing interesting things like "own a pair of Louboutin heels" or "drink for the first time." Mine wasn't like theirs... or atleast it wasn't then. This is the story of how a normal life, turned into one duty: fulfill my bucket list.
**under EXTREME AND SLOW EDITING** STORY MIGHT NOT MAKE SENSE UNTIL I AM DONE REWRITING IT, KEEP THAT IN MIND.
I like to rant, I'm good at it or so I've been told. If you also like to rant come join me I love to rant with people! Also confession of mine, because these are things I'd never tell people. If you'd like to have one of your confessions shared here let me know they will be posted anonymously.
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I can't afford a therapist so this is my therapy, join me!
-Twerkoff