IM F****** SEETHING, JESUS CHRIST. Okay so, first 2 days of sophomore high-school, I’m set. Doing my thing when I think I see a childhood friend, APRENTLY F****** NOT. Like dead serious I kid you not, she had the exact same name as hear and looked like her. I W AS TALKING TO A RANDOM PERSON WHO DIDNT EVEN F****** KNOW ME, And I kept asking if they remembered me and how their mother was doing. I want to cry, and not go back to school. I hate everything so f****** much