Uhhhhhhhh
Uhhhh, I just have one question guys...
Do you guys hate me???
Or do you dislike what I'm doing with some of my books or something?
Yep, I'm in paranoid version again.
I have a feeling that one person kinda doesn't really talk to me as much as they used to, and I won't mention the name because I think they'll hate me if I say. I don't know, and just writing this gave me the chills somehow😂😅
And I don't think ONE person isn't talking to me like they used to, I think a few people are to, and sometimes it makes me worry and I really hate myself for doing whatever I was doing...
somehow, this potato represents my mood in the inside, earlier, when my mom was gonna pick me up for school, she thought something was wrong because I was frowning, then I replied "... I'm used to it..." somehow. *shakes my head*
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