So this is just turning into a random book about my life.. So if you're bored with it (my life is pretty bland) then move along. But anyways I know I haven't updated in forever and I'm sorry to like the few people that read this. Umm.... Well I'm not clean as of two nights ago and I was on the verge of committing suicide but I couldn't do it without talking to my mom one last time. So I called her and I couldn't hold it in I started to cry and she asked what was wrong I told her everything! "I'm tired of being hurt". She gave me a whole speech on how guys don't really want a relationship at this age and some other stuff that helped me out a lot. We talked for about an hour and after I hung up the phone I got to thinking how I never thought my mom could teach me so much when she is on the other side of the country, and that I would actually listen to what she said not just ignore her and say yah to everything. I did try to commit suicide that night but it didn't work. Either I'm meant to live or I took one less pill than it takes to kill.
