not good enough.

chapter one

I'm probably weird, but I love school. I just need to get away from my terrible family and it's just easier there. I never get a minute to myself here and it sucks. I have an idiotic brother that can barely read, a dyselxic mother who is fat and lazy as hell, and an annoying abusive alcholoic dad that I hate more than life itself. My whole family tells me i'm not good enough constantly. I used to cut, but they called me pathetic for it and my so callled best friend, then not now, said I was crazy even though she did it too. Now I have no friends because apparently I talk about everyone when literally I think i'm a piece of shit so I don't talk shit on anyone because I know how it feels. I feel like the mother in my family. While my mom sits on her fat ass all day on facebook or some shit I have to do everything. My family is terrible to me, but without me they'd just be illiterate assholes that would probably kill themselves.

Yes, I rant a lot, but I need to get things off of my chest. You just don't know how it feels to be called "worthles", "lazy", and "fat" by the only people taht are supposed to love you unconditionally. I finally will start to feel good about my body type and then they tear my self-confidence down for some reason I will never know. Like honestly it's just really frustrating. Yes, ofcourse there's people in the world that have it worse then me, but still it sucks and I just need out of this house. I'm always depressed and my parents don't help. I sound pathetic I guess. My name is Lila and this is my story.

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I know it's a SUPER short paragraph, but it's just like an introduction. They should all be like the one's in colorful love, 1000words+. Go read my other stories and follow because I follow back. Ily.

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