I want to go back to the days where I felt love from my dad back to the days when my social anxiety wasn’t as bad back to when stupid boys didn’t break my heart back to when people wern’ t my friend because they pitty me back to when the only problem I had to worry about was getting back to the couch before the commercials were up
Now all my life is is my dad hating me crying and wishing I was dead
My closest friends are from different country’s
I let my heart get broken by a guy who was only friends with me because he felt bad for me because I happend to mention my situation with my dad and as stupid as it is I felt like complete s*** after I found out why he’s my friend
I want to move out of my parents house but I’m not old enough but I’m so sick of the mental abuse my dad put’s me through
Death sounds great but I’ll never be brave enough to kill myself
I just want to die so bad
