Depressed but I can’t sleep.
Missing my dad. Doubting my life choices. Hating my self. Wanting to go back into therapy. I just don’t want to do this anymore. And just when I thought I was doing good…
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The musings and ramblings of your typical [or maybe not] queer, 21 y/o college student who longs to get out of Dallas, Texas. I am a very opinionated sex worker. This is your warning. My blog is NSFW sometimes. Browse at your own risk.
