To dancing which my grandad in his backyard to crying in a empty bathtub but the only water are the waterfalls falling out of my eyes. With the door locked home alone holding that one picture that I love about him. Him in that Santa outfit that he would wear every year. He was my best friend. But cancer took over him so he is with god looking down at me writing. I miss him. He was always there for me and he was the only person I would trust to tell him about my sexuality. I was going to but then the next time I saw him he was in a coffin in my auntie living room. My life has never been the best but I'm happy I have one and you should to. Half of my family might hate me because of my dads crazy ex girlfriend Tara. But now we have a new step-mum also named Tara but much more nicer.
My sister forced me to make another part so here we are soz I haven't been posted in a while and sorry it's short I have been having a hard time
Hope you all have a great day get some food and water. ❤️❤️❤️❤️ you all love ❤️
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THIS IS ME
Non-FictionThe story of my life....... ⚠️ warnings ⚠️ -Depression -self harm -crying -eating disorder -body disorder -metal breakdown -fighting Enjoy 😊 P.s don't cry to this story
