"so you run a blog about a band that doesn’t know you exist and and you don’t have a problem with that?!"
i constantly am feeling the need to say sorry.
most of the time i’m not sure if i’m doing something wrong.
but it’s more so not knowing if i’m doing something right. ya know?
all the most interesting people are depressed and pessimistic, yet they’re looked at as “weirdos” or not “ok”.
maybe i’m the weird one.
OK so I’m friends with my English teachers daughter, and she was telling me about how her mom loves to write, and how she was currently writing a story. But get this, she’s literally writing it about my best friend falling in love with this other boy in my class! MY ENGLISH TEACHER WRITES FAN FICTION ABOUT HER STUDENTS AND SHE SHIPS US WITH OTHER STUDENTS.