update
I JUST got my fucking power back today....
almost 3 weeks without power, it has been hell.
Let's see, I started school at my new school last week, Miami Palmetto Senior High... that place sucks so much, its full of all these rich motherfuckers, and well i guess technicaly im a rich motherfucker too but i dont act like it. I mean for the love of god, the worst shit to happen to most of them is not getting a fucking BMW for their 16th birthday. I cant stand it here, Im in the fucking suburbs. Im not used to this shit.
My mom is so fucking cool tho, she realizes that Im old enough to make my own decisions and like my own damn life. My dad has spoken to me maybe 3 times in the past 2 months, he doesnt seem to care that im gone, and I mean that hurts, yeah he may have hit me and treated me like shit, but im still his fucking daughter and hes still my dad.... shouldnt he care im gone??
I realy dont even know who does care im gone, Those once so close to me have seemed to drift away. I understand, I was sent to treatment AGAIN. I left you guys, but I just want my life back. I want things the way they used to be. I know ill make new friends and find new things to do, but I dont want those new friends, I want the ones i already have.I want the life that made me happy, Ive been so depressed here in miami, I feel so alone. Im not used to be alone, ever. Im usually with someone all the time.
Im tired of starting over again and again....
-Kasper
almost 3 weeks without power, it has been hell.
Let's see, I started school at my new school last week, Miami Palmetto Senior High... that place sucks so much, its full of all these rich motherfuckers, and well i guess technicaly im a rich motherfucker too but i dont act like it. I mean for the love of god, the worst shit to happen to most of them is not getting a fucking BMW for their 16th birthday. I cant stand it here, Im in the fucking suburbs. Im not used to this shit.
My mom is so fucking cool tho, she realizes that Im old enough to make my own decisions and like my own damn life. My dad has spoken to me maybe 3 times in the past 2 months, he doesnt seem to care that im gone, and I mean that hurts, yeah he may have hit me and treated me like shit, but im still his fucking daughter and hes still my dad.... shouldnt he care im gone??
I realy dont even know who does care im gone, Those once so close to me have seemed to drift away. I understand, I was sent to treatment AGAIN. I left you guys, but I just want my life back. I want things the way they used to be. I know ill make new friends and find new things to do, but I dont want those new friends, I want the ones i already have.I want the life that made me happy, Ive been so depressed here in miami, I feel so alone. Im not used to be alone, ever. Im usually with someone all the time.
Im tired of starting over again and again....
-Kasper