the miserable life of a miserable teenager

tw mad men



“It’s not all of them” It’s enough of them.

I’m scared, I’m fucking scared.

I can’t go out alone, in fear of being taken by someone who thinks they deserve me.

How do we remind them?

That we’re all on the same team?

Go fuck an orange,

Leave us alone.

Don’t touch me.

Don’t talk to me.

Don’t even look at me.

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