Sometimes, I wonder what it's like to have normal, teenager worries. How do I make more friends? I want people to like me. I don't have a date for prom, and it's in a few days. I haven't had my first kiss yet and all my friends have. Is something wrong with me? What am I going to wear today? Stupid sh*t like that.
Then I realize, I'm better off.
I really don't care, that b*tch from fourth period Biology my freshman year. So shut up. At least you can have friends, have a social life, find a romantic partner.
At least you can live the life you want.
I can't. I'm stuck.
Eighteen years of my life I've lived, and I never got to be human for one day of it.
I have to pretend to be human for the sake of our safety, yet I'm not allowed to have friends, experience high school how it's su
