Some of the people on my dash have gotten this and I love this questions so much. THANK YOU KIND ANON!

[TW: Very quick mention of suicide, rape, depression, and anxiety.]

My best (and only) friends:

Raquel: She’s the Mark to my Roger. She puts up with me and all my whining and we bond over Youtubers and how socially inexperienced we are. Her art is amazing and she has awesome patched pants and she’s talks to strangers for me when I can’t and she’s really good at writing stories and she is a quick reader and she has watched more TV shows than I knew ever existed. She can debate with people really well. She’s been my best buddy since 5th grade and I feel like I’m always boring her but she’s cool and we have good times together. =3

Rama: She can piss me off sometimes… a lot of the time… because we have so many classes together so I feel like I’ve had too much of her, if that makes sense? but I still love her and think she’s awesome. She can be really ditsy and talks about boys quite a lot but sometimes she opens up and she has her moments which I feel that a lot of people don’t get to see so they assume that she doesn’t have them. She is really good at putting up with me too and I feel really bad because she’s going through a bit of a rough patch and I don’t know how to help her out.

Mom: We don’t get along. We have different opinions. I try to talk to her about my mental health and how I need a change but she doesn’t take me seriously and makes jokes about me committing suicide, going to a mental asylum, etc. She has raped Boris before and she stole all of his money and mentally and physically abused him. She sometimes has her moments which can be really nice but a lot of those haven’t been happening lately. She’s had a hard life and she’s really unhappy and she never wanted me so I can’t blame her for everything she does.

Dad: (I’m guessing that’s what that meant to say.) Let’s not get into that right now..

Boris: He deserves his own category. He has been around for the last 12 years and he’s helped me a lot. He isn’t my father, because parents are shitty, and he isn’t my friend, because friends… I don’t know. We use to travel a lot. That was nice. His age has finally caught up to him and he has mentally deteriorated a lot and he’s been upsetting me a lot lately and his health isn’t going very well and it makes me really sad.

Enemy: There are people who make me more uncomfortable than others but I don’t really have any enemies. I don’t know enough people to have enemies.

Crush: I haven’t had a ‘real’ crush in more than a year… *sigh* =3

Tumblr crush: I don’t talk to many people on here…

Yourself: I’m not a self-help book, I’m just a fucked up kid. I can’t do anything right. I’m trying to get better but I’m getting worse. I complain a lot and I spend my days staring at the ceiling in bed until 11pm when I raid the fridge and watch Youtube videos and cry.

Pet: I’ve wanted a hedgehog for a couple years now. Or at least a ferret or rat of dog or cat or guinea pig or turtle or hamster. I think it would be good for my mental health. My mother hates animals…

:3 Yup.