Schizo.
Psycho.
Crazy.
Psychopath.
"Emo" bitch.
Those are just a few of the names that people call me.
Haha.
Very hilarious, no?
Anyways, I don't take the crap I get from people kindly.
Sure, it hurts me and sometimes it gets to me.
Okay.
It gets to me a lot of the times.
I've broken down a lot.
I try to ignore them though.
Especially about the "emo" thing.
Stereotypes and labels don't exist to me.
Therefore, I cannot be "emo."
I cut.
I'm abused.
I'm a psychopath, I guess.
I do admit to that.
Kind of.
I'm not completely crazy.
I mean, I do have schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, and ADD.
I've tried to kill myself multiple times with persuasion from my "little neighbor."
I've been told to hurt people.
I get these impulses, per say.
I have if they got too close for comfort.
Sometimes, I just want to hurt people without having to be told.
I'm just in a mood angry enough to be feeling that way.
Well, I have one friend.
She's amazing.
Despite her brother's constant bullying, I'm still in love with him.
I don't know why, but I am.
Anyways, I'm sixteen and I am a junior in high school.
I shall be seventeen later this year.
Bye now.
