I am a newborn fawn, shaky and still covered in afterbirth, my mother’s saliva and blood that isn’t my own. I can feel their eyes on me like ticks even before I’ve opened my eyes. I am a fawn, I am food. My bones and fur are mantle pieces and clothes.
barely having any friends are disgustingly pathetic...I barely have 2 friends and one of them doesn't even text me that much. I wish I was really extroverted so I could've made friends easily :( I really admire outgoing people...how do they do it?