"How are you?" my friends ask. "I just feel like shït, like always."
I say it like a joke, but really, I just wanna go home.
I'd rather stab myself in the eye than go to school.
But I try not to hurt myself, so I won't worry my friends.
Or my family.
Or anyone.
I have 5 things to do over the weekend.
Animate something for the news club.
How the fúck am I meant to do all that?
But hey, I won't tell a soul about my stress. I'll just try not to break down in the middle of class.
#weirdosvents?