Well today I couldn't really talk but what would it matter. I mean I don't really talk to anyone about anything. I got grounded today but I know that my Mother will forget by tomorrow so I guess it doesn't matter. I have a couple burses but not nearly as bad as she usually does. I have 12 new cuts, all on my arms. My sister came home today, she's just like my mother. Her name is Hope. She is 19, she still blames me for our father leaving. I still blame myself too, but it doesn't matter now. He's long gone and never coming back. I tired of living and told that it will get better, it doesn't. I don't know whats stopping me from killing myself maybe I should.
