Well, not going to school certainly made me feel better. It also makes me feel like a lump of fermenting dough. Guess you can’t be happy no matter what you do.
My favorite type of weather tonight. Windy with a hint of thunder. The sunlight in the apartment made me feel worse. Storms expect less of you.
Deceiving my parents has worked well so far, but… What do i do if they ask about my school results? And what about next semester? I’d construct another suicide plan, but since the last one went to bits, i can’t think of anything. It’s easier to think of more […]