Shit at talking to your friends? Well me too! Listen in to my conversations about myself while I open up to absolutely no one who is going to listen to this, sick.

I don’t know here’s my thoughts while drowzy in sleep

I’m too tired for this shit

I somehow skipped going to recess, because I hid behind a coat… niceeee

Mission Possable

One thing I wish I could change would be my voice, it holds me back from doing a lot of things I wish I could do.

A Voice to Call my Own

I hate those little pieces of fabric, I can’t fathom the thought of having to wear socks like please burn them and bury that shit six feet under.