(Wrote this on 23 November I think)

I'm just thinking about things...

And feeling really down...

And having a sh*t time...

Btw this is one of a bunch of extra chapters and I'm writing this one during a group sleepover where everyone is constantly doing stuff that I don't know how to do and I just go absolutely unnoticed by the person I came here for(and there are 2 other girls here with her so this isn't helping my jealousy issues).

I'm probably gonna make vent art about it because I don't even wanna be here anymore but I can't call my mom at 3 in the damn morning. Also don't expect me to get any sleep for an entire weekend.

Here's some pics of my breakfast on random days.

Present day:

I've finally managed to recover from this hell and I'm fine now. Although I don't think I'm going to a group sleepover ever again unless there's atleast 1 other mature person there.