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at this point in time my brother thinks i have 3 boyfriends.

i’m a hufflepuff 

i ripped my favorite pair of pants and now i can’t find them anywhere, i did try online but i had to order them so i don’t know until the come

purple. 
          
          purple was the color of everything i had. purple was my favorite color. 
          
          not because it was nice our it was comforting, because my moms favorite color was blue and my old one was pink. together they made purple. 
          
          i always said purple, even though the bright purples hurt my eyes and the dark ones looked way to dark, i always said purple.
          
          i guess i was always a people pleaser, and as a 5 year old i never knew what i was going to grow up to be. 
          
          it was purple.

i never had a favorite animal. i mean i convinced myself i did. when i was little every time i was asked my favorite animal i said and elephant. it was the only animal i knew that started with an e, the same letter my name started with. i had convinced myself that i was interested in elephants because it was an animal that started with e. now i don’t know any different, because i did things so i didn’t get made fun of. i did things not because of what i liked but if what others liked.

my brother feels like it’s okay to make fun of me for everything i do. i can’t even laugh without him making fun of me. i can’t even talk with out him making fun of me. i literally was happy about christmas and this kid decided to make fun of me.

maybe if he left we’d go back to our happy family.

i really want to leave this town.

they are always laughing at me. 

it’s just life.