The only reason I have a blog is because I have no other talent or outlet to get rid of all the shit I'm feeling and I think it’s doing me good when i’m really just wasting my time.
That mini heart attack you get when your parents yell your name..
And you’re like
they found out.
So you get ready to cry and beg for forgiveness like
“I won’t do it again”
But then they ask you about something else and you’re like
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