Society...

They want to make us feel accept, but it's all lie, everything is.

Whu am I still in this world? I should've never be born...that's what she said...I didn't asked this, never did...

I'm busy, I don't have time, go help your sister, I have to work, don't bother me I'm watching TV...I only wanted your attention, we are like strangers but we share the same blood...

A gun pointed to his head...ironic, almost seeing a dead body on the floor...I was only 10...

Blow your candles, make a wish, it's your birthday...11 years old now...I wanna leave this place, take me out of here....

Can I go to the psychologist? For what? You don't need it and stop being dramatic, your almost a full grown woman behave like one...I am...I just matured earlier... I didn't asked this...

One drop.

Two drop..

Tree drops...

That's what I felt when the glass cut my wrist...

I wanted to kill myself...Oh really? You're being dramatic do you want me to give you my gun do you can accelerate the job? If you die I will bury you, don't worry...

One

Two

Tree

Four

I still have the marks on my wrist and my leg...ironic...

Nicotine...

My body feels light...

It's different...

I don't know it's a different feeling...I'm relaxed....

It's been 4 months...I'm clean..but my mind isn't...

We don't are what we are because of us...

The society around us make us...

Thank you mom, thank you dad for your no support...