This was my "pêcher-mignon" as we say in France (I'm talking about wattpad) but than on a late and desperate idea, I decided to write (instead of just reading) about my life and my big struggle and it has been surprisingly helpful, cause even though no one is reading what I write, I still feel like I'm sharing it and I don't feel as lonely. Thanks to you reading this, you know I exist and I know you exist and I love you. (I think I'm going into shock I'm really not peace and fucking love usually, I might be on my way to...the hospital? No actually probably on my way to interior shock land but this makes really no sense) Anyhow, peace. Oh piss off.