Schitzo

Feeling: scandalous
7:17 Sunday Afternoon You can die doing so many things, I said to myself. Going on a field trip, every time you get in a car. riding an aeroplane. Sitting in science class. It's like, why go out at all anymore? You might die. It's scary. I retorted, What's the point of fearing death if you're too afraid to live in the first place?
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I love life.
I throw temper tantrums.

I am a partial drama queen, but I only realise it once I am halfway through a temper tantrum and I feel a little bit silly stopping then.