Let me flee



I’m at the laundromat right now. I hate the laundromat. It’s hot and I feel like everyone is staring at me. However, it’s necessary, so I go. And it’s probably a good thing, it forces me to get out of the house. I really do hate it here, though. I feel grotesque. I feel like an oddity that people can’t help but sneak horrified glances at. I want to flee.


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  1. OMG I thought I was the only one who had those feelings in there! I always went in there wearing what seemed like a costume of baggy sweats and a hoodie even in summer to be unrecognizable like the paparazzi was after me, LMBO. I would also have my headphones on so no one would talk to me and never look directly up at anyone but observe everything!

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