Okkkkk I'm depressed a teeny bit again. It's just I'm thinking about my dad and my family a lot lately and looking back on the past and everything that's happened and it's really killing me. I know done Pele will say "u have no dam reason to be depressed attention whore!" But truth be told, I feel like I'm the problem. My mom had to pay for 2 because of me, my dad's in jail to get away from me, my dad's side of the family cut me out and just recently let me back in again, my step dad wants me to be the perfect rich person daughter when I'm not. I'm tired of my family and I want out. I haven't cut yet because today wad supposed to be a happy happy birthday!, but my birthday has been lots of scarring memories and regrets on my past. I wanna cut, but I won't because I'm not gonna be called an attention whore or a faker of depression because my life is amazing. It's not. But for u assholes, I'll pretend I'm fine and perfect and dandy. Bye my children.
