Stress is so deadly. It's the 50 pounds extra that has added onto me, making me fat. It's the bags beneath my eyes from so many sleepless nights. It's the pounding in my head from my headaches. It really sucks, having this much stress but on me. I have three tests I HAVE TO PASS tomorrow, two of which I know little on the subject at hand. There's a possibility my gym teacher might give us a pop quiz on this acid-trip game we're playing tomorrow as well. Plus I have to deal with the face that I have a project due on Monday that I haven't started, then another Tuesday, plus a shit-ton of homework and UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm about ready to go all Margo Roth Spiegelman (PAPER TOWNS OMG I JUST FINISHED IT. IT WAS AMAZING!) on this shit and run off. I can't stand it. (I've fucking had it. I'm about to blow! CAUSE IT'S ONE- ONE FOR THE- no?) I'm expected to get perfect grades, and do all my homework, and never talk back, and help around the house, and still be sane! That can't fucking happen people!!! Not with my mind! God, being depressed and/or suicidal sucks. 

Yep, that's about all for now. Gotta get back to that damned fucking homework. BTW!!! Whoever is the person reading this, would you mind commenting for me? I really kinda wanna know who you are, and I have no way of checking. At least I don't think I do....

I'm gonna feel really stupid if there's a simple way to check who's reading your story. But anyway! Until next time, I'll leave you with a quote. Just let me find it *crashing* Alrighty I'm stealin' something from Paper Towns cause why not? This is way out of context but *clears throat*        "It is saying these things that keep us from falling apart. And maybe by imagining these futures we can make them real, and maybe not, but either way we must imagine them." -Paper Towns   pg. 304