Whoever said being 15 was fun was a f**king LIAR.
You get:
900 hours of responsibilities
24/7 F**KING CRIPPLING ANXIETY
NO F**KING FREE TIME
And you know, my dysphoric ass over here NEEDS to use the men's room so I don't have a breakdown.
F**K THAT APPARENTLY.
OH AND CONGRATS ME YOU'RE ON STUDENT COUNCIL HERE'S 900 MORE RESPONSIBILITIES
"You wanna spend time with Izzy? BOO-F**KING-HOO you get to struggle to keep your eyes open!" - my body
F**k this bullshit, I'm DONE.
I'm DONE pretending I'm stable enough to carry on.
If I killed myself, NO ONE would cry for me. Izzy would be so much happier.
I hope it can find a good guy...who can actually be a good person.
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