Who Else Would I Be?

When I suffer I just wanna grab a boy and cuddle him tightly :3<

Near the end of last semester, I got depressed really bad (and nearly brokedown in front of my class if I didn’t pretend to lower my head and be asleep. I mean thank fuck my history teacher doesn’t care if someone sleeps in his class) for like two weeks and my mum finally let me go back to her place (which I’ve been living for 15 years before high school). Now she keeps bringing it up and sayin I can’t “keep doing that anymore” or not go to school for no reason. Like fuck, my school councillor literally told her to take me to therapy (surprise surprise I haven’t) and she’s like yeah, no reason at ALL, like I’m faking depression on purpose :/ I get that she had to take several days off for me, but DAMN I’m really not making you uncomfortable ON PURPOSE. I’m sorry this is all my fault is this what you want me to say???

This is the idk 5 6? time I downloaded tiktok (I’ll delete it later…). I think I’m back in my “Alan Rickman is sooo hot” era again… dude, this good or nah? (Goooooood)

How much I want a pup to hump a pillow with his boxers on, so I can laugh at how much of a mess he’s making and how pathetically wet and hard he is. He asks me why I’m getting hard too, and I just palm myself and refuse to answer cuz good dogs don’t need to know how turned on I am for him.