I Hate it When...

Introduction Time!

Hello Cyberspacians! I'm the author here. My names Tiara, but I honestly like my middle name Justice better. Tiara is way too girly and doesn't suit me. But anyways I live in Canada. To be more specific in Saskatchewan(That's a Province).

I'm 15 years old, but I'm turning 16 on the 26th of this August(*Sarcastic Tone* Yahoo...). I am an aboriginal indian. If you dont know what that is, its the ones who were on canadian lands first.

I am the youngest of my 3 siblings. There's my brother, my sister, my other sister, then there's me. I grew up with both my parents. Even though they had some issues, I love them. As much as my family is a dysfunctional crazy mess, I love them all. I lost my kukum(Which means "Grandma" in Cree my native language that I still have to learn.) January 10th of this year. So I have been depressed most of the time. Well honestly, I think I've been depressed most of the time I can remember. But like every other depresso kid, I covered it with a smile.

Anyways, yeah. I'll keep this short. So this is my attempt at writing something. Thank you to anyone who reads it.

Peace and bannock grease! Your beautiful/Handsome! Stay strong! Hold on! Cause poof I'm outta here!