I have feelings. Everything you say hurts more then I let you realize. I’m not a strong person. I’m a better liar then people know me to be. I hate my family more then I hate anything else. I have a sister who people like better. I have a bad temper and get violent. I’m not as stupid as you all think. I have my ways of getting what I want when I want. I have an obsession with musicals. I cry myself to sleep almost everynight. I say “I don’t care” quite a lot, but usually never mean it. I’m rebelious so that I feel accomplished.

I always have to have the last say, no matter how much trouble it gets me in. I tend to think “That’s not fair” more then needs be. Change scares me, more then you could know. I can’t handle loosing people, and obsess over getting them back until I finaly do. I have OCD when it comes to numbers, and groups, and sections, and organization. I always have the need to know exactly what the time is. I don’t like not knowing what’s going to happen and if I don’t know then I refuse to do anything. I hate myself almost as much as I hate my family. I never feel alone, in fact I always feel to crowded.

I have issues with confrontation, I can’t tell people how I really feel no matter how upset I am. I tend to talk to and hang out with people I really don’t like due to not knowing how to tell them I don’t like them. I like to blame other people for my problems because for even just a second it makes me feel better about the fact that my choices are the reaons I am the way I am.