As I child I was neglected and left at a park for 30 minuites by my birth dad at 4 months... My mom killed my sisters pets and My birth parents tried to kill eachother ... But then I was adopted loved and brought up good, I use to read books on princesses alot and I thought to myself "wow.. I'm gonna be a princess someday" and I am gonna be perfect like ariel or find love like Aladin or something... I waited everyday to grow up and become a princess and stuff,Now looking back I hated my childhood because I cheated myself and lied to myself making me believe I was gonna be loved and perfect and even adored by others now I am an emo sitting in the corner with the hurtful word of "fat" carved into my ridiculously pale skin waiting for someone to honestly love me for me and not for my boobs or my ... Other features waiting for a good friend who won't just pretend to listen when I really an in the pain of depression and now looking back Hating my childhood and everybody in my childhood... I'm ok with not being the stupid fake princess I want to be.