Dont fu..ing ask me if I'm OK, I dont want to have to lie. Dont ask me if I'm happy, I dont want to lie. Dont tell me I'm beautiful I dont want to hear YOUR lies. Dont tell me you love me, I dont want to fall for your sick lies. Dont tell me everything will be fine... I'm dead inside. My whole life ppl have told me I'd be fine... look how that ended up... Mother: drugs & sex & addictions. Left me & gave me up to foster Birth father: in jail Siblings: went with their dad, my sister was pregnat at 13 my brother was abusive & my younger siblings didnt know what was going on. I was raped.. how nice, now I can hardly take being touched but I'm obsessed wiht older men... I was thrown family to family until I was adopted... then I became the problem if it wasnt for me my parents wouldnt fight.. but they do & its all my fault.. Then ppl bullied me, because I was fat ugly stupid nerd freak bi... whore ana slut emo suicidal bipolar & anything else they could think of... then my bestfriend sexually mentally verbally abused me... I attempted suicide so many times. I remember waking up in the hospital bed confused as hell, not sure WHAT was going on & then I remembered I tried to kill myself, oh great... I STILL have to live. I was a cutter a burner bulmic anorexic suicidal, pretty much whatever you can think of. so dont you dare to me it gets better, becasue baby, my whole life... didnt get better. Now I'm just waiting for superman... to come save me, honestly dear, he only exsists in stories.