Okay so, finally I’m writing a blog. Let me first introduced myself in brief.

Hi, I’m Aza (just a nickname inspired from Turtles All the Way Down). I’m a 18 year old teenager full of dreams, hopes and pills too. Hopes of running away from these shitty people, hopes of starting a new life in the hills (gosh, I literally love the life in the hills), hopes of living a richass happy life, hopes of having a stable mental health and lastly the current most important thing, hopes of having more attendance in school.

Ya all see my first concern everytime I go to school, how the f am I going to tolerate the wannabe-cool-shitheads I’m studying with. My question to them: What sort of or which level of satisfaction do you get faking your depression on social media with some overrated-spotlight-moonlight-sad songs? You fucking look like a clown. And no Susan, you are not depressed. You just need attention from your friendzoned-yet-acting-concerned-in- hopes-of-banging-you-someday friends.Ffs just stop.

Strange how I get tired of myself even sometimea but not of mentally abusing these retards.

P.s-Im won’t be writing the blogs to announce how much of a maniac I am, but rather as mentioned in my page, I would be sharing my thoughts so that ya all get the satisfaction that you have someone, even if virtually, with the same helpless issues. Also, writing heals.

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