I am a 22 year old girl that doesn't know how to express herself to actual people. I'm overweight, bipolar and autistic, not very pretty but at least I am funny and entertaining most of the time. It makes a good cover up for what is in my head. I suffer with self harm and depression. My life isn't so bad but i don't know why i feel like this.
I am not writing this so that people can pity me. I just need a safe place at the moment. If you are interested in reading go on ahead, but if you are not feel free to click out and remove this from your history.
i wont post as much as I would like but who cares right?
thank you in advance if you decide to follow me in this painfully hard to write story.
