you fucking announce you’re leaving like it’s fucking good news.
like what the fuck.
okay, because i’m not going to fucking miss you.
i’m not a fucking mess as it is.
i don’t fucking freak out when you don’t show up to school,
like you leaving is so much fucking better.
k, cool fucking shit.
gottdammit fucking bull shit ass cunt fuckery.
ran out of cuss words to express how much of a shitload you just threw on me.
i can’t even be sad,
i’m so fucking angry with you.
and i can’t even tell you because you’re already going through enough shit i’d hate to add but i mean fuck, don’t i mean shit to you?
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and im on my period.
i hate everyone.
I’m so worried about him and the shit he’s going through.
He might move & go to another school.
I’m going fucking insane in this house.
Fucking pills aren’t doing shit, I feel fucking worse.
I’m fucking miserable.
I want to run away and never come back.
Shit.
