{TW: Mentioning of knives and pitchforks} Stop Just, please stop I don't care about me I don't care about you I don't even care about some of my Close friends Because all my friends do Is turn their backs on me People are so cruel Even if they are kind I just want it to stop You can throw your rocks at me You can get your pitchforks and knives It won't hurt me Your words hurt more Just stop your hate I'm not a monster I'm not invisible I exist I can't take it anymore Just please Please fix the broken mirror End this horror story Please
Credit to my mind for coming up with this while I was cleaning my room Reminder: Don't vent on my vents, including this one!
