Mervous

i woke up to my mom knocking on my door. “get up and meet me in the kitchen” she said, a cigarette limply dangling between her teeth. i got up and threw my brown hair into a messy bun and went downstairs. “pack your things” she said “im selling you for more cigarette money.” “to who?” i asked. suddenly the doorbell rang. i opened the door and saw five people blocking my way. one of them was a woman and she stepped forward and said “my name is beth may and we’re your new owners.” “ew aren’t you those dungeons and daddies people? there’s no way im going with you” i said. anthony burch then took out his gun and he shot me he fucking shot me

no because the second I feel like I'm "bothering" anyone I'm out

Felt weird and now its everyones problem

do u ever just regret everything

Not now babe, I'm experiencing the unbearable weight of my own emotional insignificance