Tell Me I'm Worthless(62)

Tell Me I’m Worthless was written in the haze of the first lockdown, after I retreated from the very small room I rented in someone else’s house back to my parents’ place. So firstly I have to thank them, for providing me with a place to hide from the world for a little while, and for forcing me to go outside and touch grass every couple of days. But they probably shouldn’t be reading this, considering they aren’t meant to be reading the book due to all the sex, so they’ll never know I thanked them here. So it goes.