I am 15 male and my parents are on a 2 week trip to France. I think, sweet, this is gonna be easy 2 weeks, until I hear the horrid news
i do not understand my mother. everyone likes her but me. i dislike her. she likes to bitch at me for things that are not even within my control.
I HATE THIS DAY.
i woke up on the floor, with my whole body sore. all day it was cracking and killing me. i almost threw up every 5 minutes
She promised to take me to see our town firework show, Now she wont take me because she wants to sleep all fucking day! Thanks for breaking anothe
my fuckin parents think the kind of music i listen to make me angerthey said u should stop listen to that music it just making u bitter and a mean
I'm going to run away. I'm not sure when, but I get this boiling feeling in my blood; I want to. I'm currently deciding how this plan of mine will
Sometimes, I wonder why I'm here. It's not for my family, not for my friends, not for the cute guy in my math...not even for me
i dont know if i call what i have is anger or just plan right unhappy.
Its like everytime something looks up for me, it goes right back down
why am i so alone in this world?
No siblings or close friends or boyfriends, nada.
parents...they're not the same, not one bit, no,
I thought i had some good friends...i was soooo dang wrong. All my so called friends abandon me for more "popular" people. what ever did
everything would be better if I was dead. I have major depression but I can't tell anyone in my family, or get treatment because I will be so
