Unbeingdead isn’t beingalive
I hate being here I can’t want to get away and never come back or talk to these people.
I am taking the liberty of whining since I haven’t done so on here in quite some time.
I have some friends here, but I feel so lonely most days. It meanders between wishing I was “accepted” here and hating everyone. I need a fresh start.
I’m so sick of these spoiled rich kids that I’ve grown up with. I don’t want to look back once I move out west.
Wiping my puppy’s nose because he has a cold.