At this point I just don’t know. Im 15. only have a couple friends, that could easily get along without me, contrary to me towards them. all I want is to leave. not my home, not this continent. just somewhere new. death intrigues me. seems reasonable enough… Im getting a gun in October. seems like things just always seem to work out for me. I don’t want someone telling me how its going to get better, or that I need to stop and think. I just want to talk to someone in the same situation. age is barely acknowledged with me. im looked at more […]
