I'm done. I don't know WHY, but I'm tired of people. Not you guys, of course. Just...everyone else. The stress is unending. Don't worry, even considering it, I won't resort to cutting myself, or anything serious. I'm too much of a coward. I just need to get out of this funk. The pressure...my grades are low, I really REALLY want to write for you guys, but...I don't know why this keeps happening! The littlest thing, and I snap. I'm always anxious. I'm always nervous. It's pretty bad. I'd tell someone...but I'm absolutely terrified of all things medical. So, if I explain to mom, she'll end up having to get me antidepressants or something, and NO. I can't handle that. I can't really tell any friend in great detail, because I don't know where this is coming from. So putting this in here, it kinda lets me vent.
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FanfictionRandom stuff with Hetalia. I don't own Hetalia (sadly) but I do own...whatever this is. BTW I make these when I'm bored so, they may be stupid. Has the foul language. You've been warned peeps. If you wanna read, there's a sequel to this. Can ya gues...
