I have been starting to hang out with my real father who lives a block away,
I can now see my sister Ashlynn when she turns 16 this summer,
I broke up with my boyfriend for so many reasons and left him last November 28th at 10:15
I quit going to my church and i’v been crying less.
But yet that doesn’t mean i still want to think about cutting again to bleed a few drops so little pain can come out, This doesn’t mean that i’m not happy about want happen when i was 10 or when i was in first grade i got told my another first grader to go home and kill my mother when i did get home i was in tears and i told my Mama, I sometimes think about Suicide but i’m still alive, But like i said i sit in my room and the monster tells me i am ugly like when i think to myself while talking in my head which is my own voice but you know anyways I say i’m not ugly and then yes you are things like that it makes me sad because i want to find the truth, I’m still broken, in so much pain but i don’t show my pain but Its so much pain that i can’t even show it something like that