Well um....where should i start? I hate my life. I'm an emo nerd. I don't rarely, you know cut. But I just call myself emo because I'm basically some what alone and I don't have much friend. And I somewhat get depressed. And i have their style and taste in music. My family causes half my problems. My dad somewhat loves me. My mom loves me with all her heart. My best friend cares and loves me. But ehh. I don't mind who love me or not because they'll leave in the end. But I know Maryann will stay because popularity dislike her because of me but she don't mind. Because she like me because I don't cause drama. Duh I'm alone. My mom on the other hand. She loves me. I don't know why but she should hate me because I'm emo. And my music scares people. My dad.. Ah he'll hate me for sure when he finds out I'm gay. Also as of now I'm in the closet. Like as in closet gay. Like in still in hiding. I'm afraid my dad no will disown me which i don't mind but i don't know about my mom. I'm just a mistake and a disgrace to them. I fail at everything. My dad will disown me for sure. Music is my escape from my thought. Its my escape from reality. I love bands. I love poems. I love music lyrics because they describe feeling that I can't express or make out. Now let my story of my life begin. ... .. . Author here: heyo. I kinda update weirdly. Like every week or two weeks so if I don't then I'm still thinking about what to writeAll Rights Reserved