In one of those moods
I really want to rant about what I'm feeling but it's really complicated and I don't want to get anyone worried, though I'm just some random person on the Internet that wants to die, though I'm too much of a fucking wimp to follow through. I would explain everything I'm feeling, but I dunno if anyone would actually fucking give two shits about me when they can just easily look at what other people are updating on Wattpad, do anything else than care about my stupid, useless problems that probably don't even exist. I'm not sure if I should even begin to explain when I should probably just drop it and let people move on with their relatively happy lives. Nobody I know irl knows what I'm feeling. I want to fucking talk but I can't. My dad knows the most about me out of my family, but that's still very little. I can't talk at all with my mom cause she'll just get rid of what little social life I have left here on Wattpad. I don't know what to fucking do. I don't know. Just ignore this, vote and move on cause in all honestly that's what people do. I don't know why I exist or if I should. *sigh*
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