Dedicated to the girl that made this recommendation .
Abigailz1128
Thank you very much , it's appreciated .
Check out her work .
I have a newly found obession with that song over there . --->
And if you're not a fan of Gaga , I recommend listening to it anyway .
It doesn't sound like her usual shit .
L-O-V-E I-T! (;
I was probably in South Carolina about a month before I started to get into real trouble .
Trouble with school .
Trouble with law .
Trouble with family .
Trouble with myself .
The school decided I was a waste, and if I didn’t start to do work or cooperate, I was going to be expelled .
I don’t think they understood that I honestly didn't give a fuck if they expelled me .
Almost all the police in the cities surrounding knew me by either face or by name .
They all knew I skipped school all the time.
That I got so drunk I couldn’t breathe properly.
That I hardly ever slept at my own house.
Never mind the fact that they all knew I had ‘ sexual relations ‘ with men older than seventeen .
My aunt completely hated me .
She always bitched about how I never did anything right , and that I was a horrible child .
My uncle kind of gave up on me , deciding I was going to do what I desired , and he couldn’t really stop me .
Which is he was thoroughly right about .
And my problems were getting worse .
Day by day I felt like my mental sanity was chipping away .
I was more than likely correct with that .
After I was in school for about , a month and a half , I got in more trouble with the school .
Apparently painting my school locker was ‘ against school laws and regulations ‘ .
So I not only had to paint the locker over , go to school-court , and do community service , but they expelled me .
Fucking bastards .
At that point , I was ready to leave .
So I did .
I grabbed my brother , and we ditched town .
Gone .
Simply gone .
We got an apartment a few towns over , and somehow I managed to join a Charter High School there .
I got a small job at a diner to help pay for everything .
It was alright . I guess .
We lived like that for awhile ,
Just us , together .
Ryan working all day , me at school all day .
Occasionally working at the diner .
And getting massively fucked up , all the time .
The way I figured it was ;
If I was occupied all the time
I would never be somebody else ,
never see something that wasn’t there ,
never hear voices talking to me ,
and I would permanently be myself .
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She Doesn't Care . (Being Edited)
General FictionFollow the story of a girl named McKenzie during her high school experience, re-told years later, when she’s asked to explain her adolescence. McKenzie wasn’t such an ‘average’ teenager, even in her own generations’ eyes. She was the type of gi...
