Hi I'm Rhiana. 
In biology we dissected a heart and our teacher told us that the heart strings can sometimes break after a deep emotional trauma causing the heart to lose form and as a result be unable to pump blood effect

I'm obsessed with rock and punk music.
 
I have no social life, at all. Last summer break I spent the whole time in my bedroom and didn't see anyone (except when I went back to England to see family and friends). 

I don't have many friends. Mainly because I hate people who can't get over the fact I have an English accent, but live in America. 

What pisses me of the most is how 8th grade student in my school have no common sense. For example: I got asked if in England we have washing detergent to wash clothes with. like no shit.

But I miss England so much, and don't like America, well this part anyways. 

But I’m a quiet person to those I’m not good friends with, so I just stay quiet and smile. 

I’m lonely and depressed because for the past 16 months pretty much the only thing people have done is made me feel like I don't belong, like I’m an object that has no right to privacy. I’m referred to as a label, “The British Kid”, like my name is irrelevant to them. But what make my just feel worse is people saying that they are going to have so much fun this year, this is never going to get boring, “this” being, asking me to say stupid words or phrases. 

Sometimes it just feels like I'm their pet dog, which they expect to just sit on command. 

Anyways enough ranting, welcome to my stories.