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Happiness in Hello

  • Feb. 12, 2022, 9:12 p.m.
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My happiness comes from being around other people, I can’t think of any other way to describe it tbh. But I’m not happy, I haven’t been happy in a very long time. I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s not worth other people spending their time on me and with me. Seems like I’m putting myself down but I’m not I’m just being realistic I’m nothing more than a loud mouth with boobs. I am genuinely stupid and not in the girl who runs toward the killer clown way, stupid as in I don’t understand anything absolutely everything bad to be explained to me and I still don’t get it half the time but I just nod along anyway. I’m not worth anyone’s time and this world would be better off without me. Facts.


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