Yeo. So how you doing? You good? Yeah, you good.
So I'm not good. I got school tomorrow and I'm not trying to go. I lowkey wanna jump out a window.... I know I'm dramatic but you get me though. I hope.
I already started school like last week. I'm a sophomore now but I kinda don't wanna get older. It's like I wanna be grown but I don't want any of the responsibilities. But my dumbass done applied for every shit I could so I can have a good resumé.
I'm gonna get a little personal with y'all. NIGGAS AIN'T SHIT!
All they do is lie. They ain't got no heart. They be acting like you some toy that they can't out in they you box and come back and play with whenever they please.
But lemme get out my bag. So anyways, my momma got herself a little boyfriend or whatever. Well I call him dad sometimes. Sometimes I call him by his name. Just however I'm feeling at the moment.
I also don't like children. Again, I'm being dramatic. But I am not the most inviting person to new people. Much less people who are younger because there's just certain things you can't say and once I'm on a roll, I can't stop.
Babies at like one and a half to like three are the most adorable though. They can't speak so they can't give you attitude. And if you're nice, they'll basically adore you.
I mentioned I don't like new people. I don't. I suck at conversation. Like we just gotta click or it's never gonna amount to anything more than awkward conversations- maybe some class work talk.
I'm done for now with my autobiography. I can go on for days but I don't remember much off the top of my head. And you've provably gotten bored by now.
But word of advice:
NIGGAS STILL AIN'T SHIT
Okay. Bye now.
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Teen FictionY'all ever been on a vacation that you really needed but didn't know you needed. It's all peaceful. You know, just serene but fun. You enjoy all of it. When it ends, it's so surprising. It was never gonna last forever, but shit, a couple more months...
