Listen I'm fucking desperate curls told me to go away. She told me to suffer which I'm used to and she said I low-key let her suffer and I asked her what I was doing wrong and she just told me to stop. So I can't talk 2 her. I need a conversation. I'm actually expierencing personal hell. I'm really desperate I can't. I wanted to spend time with my grandparents but I got hell. They're gone rn and I'm stuck with two preps, one of them past emo and person I could bear being around. And two little boys, one of them very disrespectful and one annoying. I regret agreeing to this. I want to hole up in my room and eat chips. Save me.
