Have you ever just sat to yourself and wondered why, and how the world can go so wrong in the snap of a finger? Well I have. That's all I ever do these days. You may ask why. I don't answer quite so quickly to ones liking. Whatever. When you're my age you think "Oh, they don't care." Actually I'm proud to say I say that a lot. For a 15 year old like me... life sucks.. Most people would barge off with sarcasam right after that, but that's okay too. My name, my name is Annelies. I'm 15 years old, and I'm lost in the world. Most people would say "Anne, you have everything, friends, a family, a few admirers, and a couple of enemies..." No, actually that's true, but the part that bothers me is that I have this 'huge' secret nobody should or needs to know about. A secret...
Secrets are scary. If someone tells them say suppose, all hell breaks loose. That's why I keep my secrets so nobody can yap it off to everybody else. I'm sick. Sick into mind, sick deathly. Being bipolar actually isn't easy, so fuck you karma.
