Let me just spill everything that went on from the last 5 minutes onto my phone.
I went from lying peacefully in bed, to being whipped, to slamming doors, to crying.
I don't know how I'm still alive.
And all of this is my sister's fault. And my parents blame it all on me. The one that didn't do anything.
There's no privacy, no second bathroom, no room that I can stay in without being disrupted.
And the house that we were going to live it got sold to another person.
*sighs and tries to swallow tears*
I just don't know how I'll make it. And with sad things like my favorite Youtuber leaving, I've began to feel like I'll never get out of this pit of people hating on me and feeling of disownment.
I just...my freaking gawsh. Stop already. I already tried to kill myself last summer (no joke) and I'll try again.
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The Ghost Advice Horse Journal
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