episode 3

so anyways i resorted to getting high everytime ive been stressed. weirdly its correlated w the amount of times ive had to interact with a MAN. 

not all men but especially this one.

he asked me to do his review for algebra and i was like noooooo like no. i dont want to do it. i didnt. u dont even like me that much. 

i didnt think myself such a pushover, but i decided to do it. why? he shoved his notebook in my hands. my cold, freezing hands.., .-.

i was so angry that when i did it i skipped some answers bc im evil asf like that i didnt even wanna do my OWN review that shit was like 8 pages. also how can i copy his handwriting its like a little girls. 

anyways, this has made me miss someone who at least never gave me false hope. and I was the one taking advantage of them. texas weed is crazy. not that ive ever tried it. and now i miss my drug addict friends who won't speak to me. SIGH. life is so strange.