Food is is greatest enemy and my best friend

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When I want food at night but I already brushed my teeth

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I don't want to live on this planet anymore

So for Halloween we 3; my brother with a Me Gusta mask, our friend with a SlipKnot mask, and me with a surgical mask covered in teeth and wearing a bloody lab coat, we go out and dance on the side of the road when cars come by like

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It’s hilarious, until we get tired waiting for our friend to pick us up in the pouring rain

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So we’re leaning against a wall, sheltered from the rain, and these 2 gangstas come up to us like

And you can just smell crazy on them. And drugs.

They start babbling and making an attempt to speak to us, but all we hear is

So we’re all like

Then they get closer to me

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Them :

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Me :

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Them :

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Me :

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‘Kay, way too close now.

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Then my friend’s boyfriend pulls up in his car JUST IN TIME, and I move for the car like

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But once I’m in the car I’m just like

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Someone just unfollowed me

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what even is my life

Gonna go see a careers adviser today (oh, funbags)

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But it’ll be another failed attempt as usual, because I live in the middle of nowhere and there aren’t any jobs where I live. But there are no means of escape because I don’t have any money to leave. And I can’t drive yet.

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Oh, that’s right, then there’s another thing I hate, going to driving theory classes.

They’re full of noobs my age. I don’t get along well with people, especially when they’re the same age as me.

So like, here I am burdened by two things I hate. But that I need.

Why life?

Why are you doing this to me? Why couldn’t I have been born in London like Tom Hiddleston?! Why couldn’t I have gone to the Dragon School in Oxford?! And board at Eton college, and then the bloody University of Cambridge and learned a double first in classics?! And WHY can’t I go to the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art?!?!!

No, instead, I was raised in Bognor Regis with a rubbish education. Then moved to France and spent the rest of my childhood there. Wasn’t a bad one, mind you, it was lovely. But I’m grown up now and the problem is, being hidden away from the world means that I do not understand it. I can’t even go out and pay for something on my own without being frightened. It’s pathetic.

I don’t want to be here anymore.

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When you start making a post and think about all the notes your not gonna get, I just

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I have to clean my room or no dessert for me...

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“You cry… but you don’t feel.” 

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