Vermilioncore
life in turmoil
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In first grade I was a weirdo I remember some slut thought I was looking at her panties when she was sitting down during story time.
In middle school I was picked last all the time.
In high school I was a ghost who never was talked to or acknowledged
At all my jobs I was always the long haired weirdo loner freak who never talked with others. Even when I bloomed to my prime and looked like a big dick Latin Bull and bitches wanted my dick I was still too mentally ill and volcel to oblige so I ruined every chance due to running away.
It’s like my brain was wired wrong
In middle school I was picked last all the time.
In high school I was a ghost who never was talked to or acknowledged
At all my jobs I was always the long haired weirdo loner freak who never talked with others. Even when I bloomed to my prime and looked like a big dick Latin Bull and bitches wanted my dick I was still too mentally ill and volcel to oblige so I ruined every chance due to running away.
It’s like my brain was wired wrong
