Okok so I'm back and holy hell a lot has happened! I won't be continuing the story because my interests have shifted. I might answer any kind of messages but yeah I'm alive and that's what matters:) love you all!!/p/pos/gen.
Okok so I'm back and holy hell a lot has happened! I won't be continuing the story because my interests have shifted. I might answer any kind of messages but yeah I'm alive and that's what matters:) love you all!!/p/pos/gen.
welp my pitiful ass wrote a vent once again
i started to panic and feel hopeless and i was gonna text the lifeline but what do ya know, this was the perfect time for my phone to actually lock. So I sat there on the floor, wanting to *v*rd*se again, but I couldn't because my parents room has a doorknob that locks with a key (and here I am not even having a door that latches immediatly, much less a damn twist lock) so I went and grabbed the box cutter I stole and i'm sure you all know what happens after that.
I CAN'T DO THIS AGAIN
I CAN'T DO THIS TO QUINN AGAIN
IM SORRY
I WISH I COULD STAY BUT MY DAMN MOM GETS IN THE WAY
ITS THE MAIN PLACE I COULD KEEP IN CONTACT WITH MY GIRLFRIEND GODDAMN IT
(vent)
great. just great. almost *verd*sed, hair appointment got cancled, now Quotev is blocked and you know who this all goes back to? My goddamn mother, she thinks it's social media thats fucking my mental health. NO BITCH ITS YOU, HOW DO YOU NOT SEE HOW MUCH PRESSURE YOU PUT ON ME, HOW DO YOU NOT NOTICE HOW MY BRAIN'S OUT OF FOCUS, MY TEARS RUNNIN' DRY JUST AS I'M ABOUT TO CRY
my mom just came in here and gave me a stealing talk and used my stepsister as an example >.> I'll be perfectly fine working at McDonalds like my cousin I'm exactly like. ÙnÚ