I just want to apologize for this sucking. I'm sorry my life is an un interesting fact of moving ability. When my mom got off the phone with Sink last night she told me she had a date then said love you and walked out the door. I don't understand why she doesn't get that I don't like him or the fact that I shouldn't be left alone. Not that I do terrible things to myself, I just think. Thinking is the thing that destroys any part of me. Sometimes when I think to much I can't breath and when I can't breath I black out. When I wake up from the darkness of my own self thoughts sometimes I have done bad things. I see myself as an uncontrollable monster when I black out. Sometimes I wish I knew someone like me, but I'm alone, apart from everyone. Within my mind left to rot.
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Teen FictionI've never have ever felt fine. I mean sure I have said that I'm "fine" but in reality what does it mean to be fine. I can't remember how I got like this it just kinda happened maybe it was just my destiny to be unhappy or maybe it is just my battle...
