"what's wrong?... r u okay?? ......peaz tell me"
i feel like putting a gun to the head of my orthodantis, i feel like killing my dad's wife, i feel like od-ing on pain killers b/c everythign is fucked up and i can't do anythign right. or go any where with out everyone holding my fucking hand. or asking me if i'm fucking or every fucking min b/c i don't have a smile on my face every second. and i'm alone and i can't stand it. i used to be used to it but not anymore. i don't wanna be alone. and i hate beign stupid and bored. i hate when no one's around to talk to or see. i hate when my dad tells me that he misses me when that's his problem. i hate it when my dad wonders why my step brother doesn't want to his own mother, when the answer is right in frount or their fucking faces! i hate is when my grandmother complains about money, and other things that i can't do anythign about. i hate the fact that i'm alone and i not very good in meeting new ppl and gettign new friend. i hate the fact that i'm fat and ugly and that will never change. i hate that fact that everythigns confusing and i don't know where to turn, i'm trapped in this lil bow and everyone's screaming at me of what i can't do. and i have to lie or they wont like what i have to say. i hate the fact that everytime i say somthign it turns out wrong or stupid. i hate everythign right now.
