Status: It is what it is

Spinning Insanity

Its Not That Much Fun Staring Down A Loaded Gun

Fuck....I can't do this.

my fucking teacher decided it was a good idea to email my mom about my missing graph.

i was going to do it but Stanley died.

and i have that whole Whats the point?... thing going on.

i have one foot over the edge of having a complete physical breakdown.

i'm in the process of a mental one.

im crying my eyes out.

i'm probably gonna cut....or burn again...

I need help...

my parents went to go get grocerys.

i might fail that class.

whats the point....
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im too afraid to ask....