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sometimes I think Stranger Things might actually be the death of me. I'm so dependent on that damn show for my whole wellbeing and it's how I escape everything, but I'm not sure if that's going to work too much someday. And I know it's something so stupid and mundane and not even valid but really my cat and this damn show are only things that keep me going. My one and only and best friend is ignoring me, life is just me army crawling to the finish line and I don't even know what lies ahead there, and nobody wants to listen to me. Life didn't start out okay for me and I know this is dramatic but it never will be. I didn't get to have a normal fucking childhood, I had to grow up around constantly drunk and angry people and I was the most hated kid in class all the time. Never been to a birthday or a sleepover or even had any notable friends that didn't bully me relentlessly. Getting off track but seriously, the only actual "friend" I have is my one mutual who sometimes tags me in things. If you're reading this then sorry if I'm bombarding you with likes or reblogs or comments, I'm clingy and horrible with people. Distancing myself has been the safest option recently. Don't talk, don't accidentally bump into anyone, don't ask for anything, don't need anything, don't want anything, get the best grades you possibly can and maybe you'll survive. Maybe. If you've read this far then sorry and thanks I guess. Don't feel obligated to do anything, just thanks. Needed to get this off my chest somehow.