I write stories on Penana for fun. The stories I write could either make angels sing, or it could be the worst thing you'd ever lay your eyes on.
Outside of Penana, I'm just...a student.
A student who can piss other students off by just existing.
I feel like whenever I have the urge to say or do something crazy (usually something that could land me in a white padded room) I feel like I should be able to control it. But... I can't control these crazy urges, the urges that make me do things people will shame me for.
If I say what I'm honestly thinking, I bet my friends would call me a "pick me".
If I keep it to myself, then my friends would call me a "pushover".
And it makes me feel like a nobody.
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