In my place
Okay, I'm sorry if I miss spell and use improper grammar
You don't need to really say anything, I just need to tell everyone
I'm a 14 y.o, suicidal, bisexual, drug addicted girl. I started ding drugs when I was 7. I've been trying to kill myself when I was 9. I found out I was bisexual when I was 11. When I was 3 my father tried to kill me in a car crash, I did die in the ER for 3 minutes. All I have ever wanted was for my father t care, it hasn't happened yet. I don't want to give up on hoping. In 2007 my heart was shattered, it took me 2 years t get it together again. I got together with an amazing person, he "loved" me, and then left. My heart was again shattered. I started to cut again, I had tired t stop, it didn't really work. I never really cared for people, but some I really do. My father has epilepsy, I take is medication everyday to get high. I never leave my room unless I'm sneaking out. Most of the day I'm depressed even tho I tell everyone I'm fine. I always think about dieing and running away. I feel like it my fault my parents hate each other. I wish I could be me instead of living in my older sisters shadow. I feel like I need to prove myself to everyone I talk to or see. I feel like I don't matter to anyone even if they say I do. I have trust issues and it ruins everything I do. I don't play sports or do anything that involves a uniform because I don't want them to see my scars and I feel like I'm huge compared to the rest of the girls. I almost lost my virginity to my last boyfriend because he wanted to me to prove my love, I said no, he left me a week later. I don't remember the last time I was truly happy. I always tell my new boyfriend or girlfriend that I don't hate my ex's, even tho the thought of them makes me physically ill. When I think about my family I think about how much they hate me and would be better off without me ruining their lives. I lie about mostly everything I do and did. I always wanted to be a h***** when I was older just to prove to my parents that I want that bad of a child. I always wanted to be raped because I'm afraid to have s** and bleed . I cut myself with razor my ex gave me just in case if I really do died I could leave a note thanking them for it.
Okay, I think that is it, mostly, oh yeah, I hate being bisexual because my best friend said homosexual people don't have souls.