how could this happen to me? why does this always happen to me? am I hexed?
Watch, I’ll have them eating out of my hands. Bah weep gragnah weep nini bong
Autobot kup
I confess that I hide how I am hurting. I laugh at school, then go home carrying grief, fear, and things people have said about me. I don’t need everyone to understand. I just wish someone would listen.
