i need a family i need a friend i need a brother to complaine with again i dont want these things that would be unfair i need these things to keep me breathing this air to keep me alive to keep me sain to give me love so i dont feel like a body with… Continue reading NEEDS

” MY WHAT? “

I was always the sweet, nice gurl who noone ever cared about. The older i grew, the more pain i endured. Everyone always thought my life was perfect. But no it wasn’t the fairytale everyone thought it was.

to tell is to die

mommy always asked me if i was ok i would lie yes and we’d go on with the day and my brother always thought there was something wrong but he knew not to ask, he knew i wasnt that strong