well today i feel like shit (like everyother day )but i feel thought if the day is going to be better some how i cant wait to leave north carolina and go back home where i belong and i cant wait to turn 18 to move out my moms house and shit iam done with her shit.

well im one of those kids who cut themselfs .i guess it feel good to let that out.i started to cut myself after my house got burn down i guess that was my way to deal with the stress . i use to do it alot but never did it on my wrist cause i was afriad that someone will see tthe scar so i do to my leg .then i had to move to north carolina that was so stressful for me so i beging to have these thought that noone care if i live or die .my mother is a bitch and got rid of my father . so iam in north carolina all alone stilll thinking of those thought .i felt so out of place then school started.so i dont know anyone in this school so then i begin to be even more stress out then i got some friends.and i told myself iam going to quit cutting myself so i throw out all my blades.