I can’t feel it. it appears you can’t see it but you can feel it. it’s dark and cold but heats up everytime you think about it, i can’t help it if i cry does it tongue twist me..? why does my friends have to call me nothing, all of them put me in like a toothpick and then it got bored and spit it out.. then you have people faking about depression at 10. sick sick, i get bullied everyday no matter it’s small or big it still counts, everything counts no one likes you they only like you because your nice at the beginning. this is all written my a 10 year old.
