
Its funny to think that I used to be a happy kid who loved her family, used to play outside, and who would talk to everyone.. because now i hate talking to people, hate my family, and never leave my house.. Luckily, i have Michael Clifford in my life. Story contains self-harm, depression, thoughts/acts of suicide, eating disorders, abuse, and sexual content. (if you ever need to talk feel free to message me. i don't judge and will try to help)All Rights Reserved