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hey guys !

currently crying cuz im not gonna see some of my friends ever again

loserrsss, go readdd chapptteeerrrrr 1 of my neeewwww bookkkkk

just letting y’all know i have 3 books that im currently writing atm. will be continuing my other books in a like a month

Hi, I am pansexual. I’m apparently going to go to hell because of that. But i dont care. If i know i made at least one person change their mind on homosexuality, im going to okay. I’m going to raise my children, even if they aren’t biologically mine, that you can love whoever you want, you can be genderless, you can be trans, and ill love them either way. I dont care if they dont have my genes they’ll still get my heart.  I am in fact pansexual and genderfluid. You dont support get off my page.

im being accused of hurting my dog. my dog fell on her head, and my dad blamed me. even though i was just sitting on the couch doing nothing

so hi, i got hacked yesterday. i was able to log back in today. so how r u guys?

Lowkey still questioning why people think me and my ex-crush are dating. We tease each other, talk to each other barely, and we barely even say hi. I was asked the other day if i was dating him, i said no but i used to like him.  He doesnt know people think this yet. Ill tell him tomorrow.  Well i think people think this because we always tease each other, always make faces, question each other, and the day before i was asked if i was dating him, i told him “don’t look at me like that!” Because he was questioning me and was smiling and blushing, so yea.

M, you have no idea how happy you make me. I love making you smile or laugh. When you smile, because of me, my whole day brightens. When you laugh, I die a little on the inside because it’s too cute for me to handle. You don’t know how much you make me happy. You could say no one likes you. That’s true.
          You could say no one loves you. That’s not. 
          I love you.
          I love you, for you, you make me happy, you brighten my world everyday. You make me feel special, yet it’s torture just loving you. It’s torture knowing you don’t like me.
          It’s torture knowing I am just a friend to you.
          It’s torture seeing someone else making you happier than I ever could.
          Yet, I still love you.
          Yet, I still have hope.
          Yet, I’m not broken.
          Yet, I’m still smiling.
          

He didn’t hear me, well shit. Guess I have to confess again on Monday!