Our Story

My Back Story

Its been about a month we've been together, i feel like i love him. He's the only thing ever on my mind, but i hesitate everytime i say i love you back, i dunno. Its hard to say, ive never been in a relationship where the guy has said he loves me. 

But hey, i never told you about what i look like or who i am. Well, my name is Aleesha, im 5'2 and i dye my hair a lot, at the moment its dark blue, i have spider bites. A lot of people call me "emo" i dont like that stereotype it just sounds weird....and its very specific, you hate yourself, you wear dark clothes, black hair, dark clothing, that whole thing. Its just dumb to put people together like that and make fun of them. But, thats only my opinion. So, my mothers name is Lori, i have 3 brothers, Patrick, the youngest, Tyler, just a few years younger, and Evan, who is 2 years older. None of us really get along, but we try. I'm 17, in 11th grade. My father died of an overdose when i was in 8th grade, it was a terrible time and i still cry about it sometimes. 

8th grade when my father died is when i really started to cut, my ex i was talking to at the time was talking to me, i was telling how i was feeling depressed and all that. I never told him that i cut but i did, not deep, but he knew how i was feeling. That night i still don't know if he betrayed me or saved me from doing something horrible to myself. He called the cops on me, they drove me 45 minutes away i was handcuffed crying so hard in the back seat, scared to death.... i remember seeing my older brother sitting next to the bed crying, it made me cry worse, it was the worst, sinking feeling i ever had and i wanted to die. 

Ive had many bad experiences but this is all i have time to tell you. (most of the experiences are my own)