my mother is someone who i thought i could impress. no, not yet. she thinks i drink, and knows i cut, deep. the sad part is that she didn't take away the razors. all thirteen of them. i wanted her to take them away.
my boyfriend likes to use me for sex. his excuse for cheating on me is that he doesn't get enough of it. im sorry if i cant let myself give you a blow job.
my friend doesn't like me because i don't drink or smoke. im shy, and she wants someone who has power. she finds a bitch and a gay guy. there now a threesome.
i don't have any real true friends. no one knows everything about me.
they all know bits and pieces. and i have to watch what i say to some people.
i think i told them something, when i really didn't.
all i wanted was to burn the place to the ground.
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