BiTtErSwEeT<3's Journal

Well like i said i was gonna go im not i found my mom's laptop so i decided to bring it over to my sister's bed and type. This journal thing helps me so much. I've been through so much and i ask myself why i keep holding on? Why dont i give up?

But i cant my mind understands what my heart doesnt want to. I have to help everyone in my family i act like im ok but inside im sick of crying sooner or later im gonna run out of tears. My mom is sick with soemthing called anxziety and my sister just has her attitude problems. I miss my dad he always helped us and he always made me feel safe and that he will always be there cheering me on. The baby finally fell asleep and im finally free to type without a baby trying to type 538614890161 gdfbg. That kinda annoys me.

My dad left us when i was 5 or7 i dont remember because it's been a long long time. Im so sad and broken and none understands not even my closest friends.

i tell myself people who lost everything pretend they didnt and i who have lost nothing feel like im gonna burst into zillion pieces.

Thank god i dont let out the pain in cutting and sometimes i have to think b4 i start to think i should but i barely think of that. Anyways i've been having a tiredexhaustiondepressedhappy day. I just dont know whar i should do anymore.

Before i die of Thurst im gonna go get a drink PEACEE

have a good night!!

SWEET DREAMS OHH SWEET DREAMS

FOR ILL SEE YOU IN THE MORNING SWEET DREAMSS OHHHHHHHHHHHH SWEET DREAMS DONT LET THE BED BUGS BITE.