What's The Point?

living can be a curse or a blessing. For me, it's a curse that can't be broken by true loves kiss or a magic spell. I have to live with the burden of my birth mother not wanting me and basically throwing me away. I've made myself believe this since it's probably true. I've been told I'm fat, ugly, a retard, a freak, a nothing....No one cares, no one can. My parents probably hate me, but I hate them anyway so it doesn't bother me that much. I'm failing high school because of my lack of concentration and sleep. I hear voices calling my name and no longer dream of anything. All I see is darkness. I have anorexia and get so depressed if I gain weight. The only time I'm really happy, is if I listen to my favorite band or I loose weight. No, I'm not one of those girls who listen to gay boy bands, I listen to real rock and roll. Still, it only makes me forget about my pain for a little bit. I cry nonstop since I can no longer keep my barriers up and I am now vulnerable
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13-15, F
Jan 16, 2013