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hi! It is a cow.

Anyone switch schools, but also switch personalities? Like, I was introverted, a bookworm, my vocabulary is the dictionary, and liked playing dollhouse with my friends. And now I’m still introverted, but speak up when I’m passionate about something, only read fanfictions and the occasional novel, and use my vocabulary for arguing. 
          
          Still nosy though.

*hugs*

A good thing about my weird sneezing fits is my family doesn’t question when they hear sniffling coming from my room.

I'm so envious, so so envious. Just because people aren't fulfilling the too-high expectations I set. I miss my dad. I'm excited to see him!

I find it funny that I have no wisdom teeth. Like, they never even grew in. Clearly, it’s a source of problems

Update: I am now currently leaning back, looking at the ceiling of my bedroom out of pure embarrassment of a situation I created in my mind. I'm fucking fantastic, huh?

I hate my emotions, I'm like a fucking Sim. I was just crying my eyes out, stuffing my face into my blanket, and know I'm suppressing a laugh as I read a style fanfic. All in the space of about two minutes.

 #don'treadtriggeringthingsyouknowaretriggeringwhenyou'retiredandemotional

I just realized that I have been self-harming. Oh. Well. Hmm. 
          
          I hope that my fingers heal up soon. I'll probably keep doing it. I can't talk to anyone anymore. I have no one. 
          
          I don't know what to do anymore, you guys. It's not my dad's fault. He's so fucked up, it's not his fault. Neither is it my mother's, she always tries. My brother's? No, he's just following what he's been told. It's not your fault either. 
          
          I don't know whose fault it is. Maybe their fault? Those bullies? At least I can say they didn't bully me for my looks. My family, the people I'm supposed to trust, I can't talk to them. 
          
          I hate my dad, but I love him. I want him back. Please, please, he knows what it's like.