if i snuck *** right now i'd likely die i'm on 3 different kinds of medication so i guess i'm sniffing glue to get high like all the teenagers do these days according to the teachers and people in big boy chairs
i hate my mother's daily cup of black coffee it reminds me of me unliked by girls my age without whipped cream and the starbucks logo plastered on the cup (you can't get it anywhere else!) my natural state is bitter and dark but i never take the time to pour the cream and sweet into my soul even though i want to so i just sit in the corner and sip the tea, which is never hot anymore
i don't really know what this is. i don't want to say anything i need to say