A girl who speaks out her thoughts and opinions, while other mistakes her for what she is, a undefined juvenile delinquent.





It kills me,  whenever  I think about the past,.. I should’ve done something, when i saw your Arms and Legs covered in Red, My reaction was, “What the hell were you thinking?” ..” Your Crazy, You Need Help” “You’ve Changed”..I Wish I could go back and save you from that pain, I Wish I could go back to tell you, “I’m here, you’re not Alone.”..
Everything is different.
Now that your gone, i don’t know what to do with myself.