I Tried to Start a Fashion Trend

An autobiography? A diatribe? A manifesto? Or merely a collection of cringey and unedited journal entries written by a mentally-ill teen during the economic collapse of the mid-2000s? You get to decide! Just please don't cancel me. I promise that my life story is too confusing to be offensive. I share these writings simply because I am lonely and crave validation and friendship. Please love me, and I promise to tenderly kiss all of you upon the for'head (with consent of course).