Where do i start?,I was born in a family were it left a huge scar,my father is a raging alcoholic,and my mother is a psycho whore,the only person that i could turn to is my older brother,my brother was abused badly by our mother,I remember when i used to be eight,my brother was thirteen at the time,my mother took him to her bedroom and locked the door,i was sitting on the couch watching cartoons,then after they got out of the room,my brother had some bruises and his clothes looked tored,i was terrified when i saw him,and i also had a half brother is a lazy asshole who doesnt want to work,a couple of years ago my dad brung him over to our house to stay until hes back on his feet again,he was homeless,it was a living hell,all he did is sit on his fat ass,eat and watch tv,and one day i belived he hurt our jack russell,but nobody gave a fuck,then one day he finaly found a homeless shelter to stay in,it was a relief when he left, and did you know that i've always suffered from a anxiety/personality disoder and depression?,it wrecked most of my teen years,i was so anti-social to where i would run away from people,and i been having some creep who was stalking me for three years,he would follow me and tried to track where i live,i'm to scared to sleep at night because i'm afraid he would try to break in my room while i'm asleep,I'm seventeen now,i've never had anything close to a best friend,i never had a fucking boyfriend!,and i can't drive yet,i've tried alot of times to kill myself but i always failed miserbly,it looks like i'm gonna die alone,fuck this place you call a world,fuck the socaity,fuck my family,fuck me,fuck satan & fuck god!!!. | |
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