Derishioussu

I haven't used this account in some time, and just took a trip down the message board.
          
          — damn was I depressed back in 8th grade, I don't remember feeling like that at all LMAO
          
          I'm still just as depressed, but I thought it was a newer thing... well apparently not ;-;
          
          I just deleted the most depressing post I've ever written on here because it was cringe... but I already kinda regret it cause it was a part of the story this message board tells about me lol.
          
          TL;DR: My memory is bad and I've apparently been depressed for YEARS

Hey guys! I just made a new cover for my story, please tell me if you like it! I got bored of the old one, but I'm not sure if I like the new one or not...

Just noticed you've given my story a chance. So I'm dropping by to let you know that I truly appreciate it and hope you'll find my work worth-it. Feedback and comments are more than welcome. Once again, thank you so much for making my day better ❤️

GUYS WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?!
          
          HOW DID I NOT KNOW THAT NAVER OWNS WATTPAD NOW?!
          
          Also I'm lowkey crying because @BL_Love 's account is gone, along with all of her books!!!
          Does anyone know if wolfie has an instagram account?

I feel like exploding because everything is too much, but at the same time I feel so utterly devoid of emotion that I don't have it in me to do anything.

Hey! Thanks for the follow!! :)

Sometimes I wish I could feel.
          
          But everything about me apparently has to be half assed; everything I say, everything I think, everything I feel, everything I do.
          
          I feel empty, and I literally don't know why.

I'm so sprry to anyone who just read that mess lol, I just needed to get it out there somewhere, and this is the site where the least of my real friends follow me (I think none, but maybe 1 or 2)

Hey guys I'm just gonna vent for a sec.
          I know not a lot of people will see this, which I'm kind of relieved by, but I need to post this anyways.
          
          Books are the only things in life that make me feel. Like really feel, in the lough-out-really-loud-when-I'm-happy and thetears-are-running-down-my-cheeks-this-is-so-sad kind of way. It's been like this for a really long time, and it's now 11:30 pm on a school night and I juat finished a really good book, a book that really made me feel, and now I'm crying again.
          
          Because I'm living my life on autopilot. And I don't think I should be, cause I'm only 15, and I have good friends, and a great family and the rest of my life ahead of me. But I'm in ninth grade, and my we've-talking-for-over-a-year-but-we're-still-not-even-actually-dating guy is like a brick wall, and as hard as I try, and as many times as I tell him that he's giving me mixed signals, it still feels like he isn't the half the time. And it all came crashing down this morning, because I was reading this book and the male lead was being infuriating, and then I cracked a joke at my guy and he barely looked at me before he left to talk to his friends, and I've been in a bad mood all day, and I'm still in love with this guy because when we're together he's the sweetest guy on the entire planet. But I might as well just be single, and I can't even cry about it, becajse the tears just don't want to come, and I'm left just sitting here staring at my screen, ranting to strangers, with tears rolling slowly down my cheek while I wish I could just bawl and have a mental breakdown already so I can get it over with, cause my feelings have been building up over 2 months and the freaking dam just won't break...

Hey ❤️ I hope you can read my story and give me your opinion, thanks very much xx