Stations - Blacklisted
A few nights ago I complained about my anxiety and feeling shitty and mentioned I hate everyone I know, but I want it to be clear that I wasn’t discounting my friends, I am lucky to have really good people around me all the time. I couldn’t lose these people.
And the girl standing behind me pats my shoulder and says, “It’s okay. Your eyebrows look REALLY good.”
At least if you explode you get to die.
I don’t know, a blueberry I guess. I’m not familiar with Harry Potter because I’m the only person alive who doesn’t like Harry Potter.