I'm not ready to go back to school, not ready to feel alone again.

I feel like everyone would be happier if I was dead

I feel like the only people that understands me are my siblings, but that's only because they're fucked up too

She thinks that she can say whatever she likes because she's the parent

My mom told mee that my problems don't matter

Which makes my sister act more of a therapist than an actual sibling sometimes

There isn't anything really wrong with my dad, he just spends more time playing games than with his own children

My mom is a narcissist

Is life ever going to get better?

Is your keyboard broken or something?