Okay, buddy. My bad for cutting off a nerve.
I just said I was sorry, but I intended to.
I was homeless, lost the love of my life, got bullied day by day IRL. This is just where I am. This is who I am. And we'll have to live with it sometimes because life is difficult.
My mother told me that she was gonna let me starve the moment my family got out of a storage at Minnesota.
And before that, I lost both my favorite uncles, Hogee and Roy, and my aunt, Neavah.
But okay. You say that. I'm fine with it. I like and love myself the way I am and I want to learn from my mistakes because I'm a new person. I've learned a lot from a fake suicidal act. I'll just call 988 at school on Monday and see how that goes.
Goodbye. I'm going to bed.