I Could Write A Poetic Ramble About How God Abandoned Me At 3am On Hallows Eve But We All Honestly Know
I could write a poetic ramble about how god abandoned me at 3am on hallows eve but we all honestly know that it happened during April when I was six years-old at 11:45, attending Sunday school when I realized existence in of itself is utter bullshit.
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If I cry during homework I just shouldn't have to turn it in because I'm extremely close to a mental breakdown.
In season 2 episode 4 of Assasination Classroom there is this conversation about having weird names and how parents are mad when they express their dislike of them. Even if all of them appear to be cis it kind of just speaks to me on the level of being trans...ya know?
Younger me: literally skips breakfast, lunch and barely eats dinner and sometimes even skips that
My dad: calls me fat
Me: sorry
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My dad: calls me fat
Me now: like I give a shit
It's the last week of school and these teachers are fucking with me. I have four separate projects assigned and due by the end of the week. Like...why???