you know those days when it feels like you’d be better off dead? im still having them. i may hopefully move. then i can start over. i want to hang out with people who dont treat me different. its so stupid that nobody can see how they treat me. im always looked at like im the bad kid or i get looked at like im so happy and innocent. im not bad, but im not innocent. im nothing. just a random piece of flesh and bone that accidentally showed up on the face of this earth. thats all i’ll ever be.