hypothetically
Posted Mar 2, 2011 by anonymous | 125 views | 0 comments
Well, maybe I want to confess about a bunch of different things, so I had to pick about something else. I'm too scatterbrained to pick one thing. Okay so here are my confessions I guess. When I was in kindgeraten my father molested me, when I was in third grade a boy molested me in the pool all through the summer. I am disappointed in myself. I hate myself. I hate it when people tell me to stop being melodramatic or a drama queen, well I am a teenager. It's my job. Hahah. No. Whenever I write musings or poetry I edit and re-edit and edit again because I don't want it to suck. I can't stand disappointing myself or other people. Mostly other people cause then they tell me and I hate myself more than ever and want to give up. I am silly, very silly. And I hate it. I hate people who remind me of myself, I can't stand them. I leave my journal out on my bed just in case my mom should read it so she'll figure out I'm a lesbian. It kills me she doesn't know, but I'm afraid I'll be kicked out or hated. I read all the time, and I'm terrified that maybe everything about me has come from books.
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