i moved to wynne... then to tennessee.. then back where i was born wowz... im finishing my last yr.,... yayerz im a sernior!!! gonna be legal soon so you guys watch out... now im struggling on my own.. im living with my loving hubby... we're struggling trying to make it on bills and all dat shit so yea watever... kiss my tail if u hatin cause i don need more stress now.... im poppin in dec... love u guys take care
dang homies Alot of shit went up... and to say im f'ckin tired of it.. if u wanna read and see u gon see why but if u don wanta read all dis shit i understand just know im sad, mad, tired and been fucked over by the ones that created me.. they not my parents cause i don claim them no mo...
all my life i asked my parents to get and pay for my surgery... on my head bc i was tired of being looked at funny and i wanted self confidence but they told me to marry a doctor some day andmaybe he'll pay for it if he really loves u
then duirng sweet sixteen i wanted a better car that had air conditioning.. and was more capable taking me from point a to point b without the breakage down.. i saw this amazing mistubishi Boost or was it 300GT i unno one of em of course it was old but was in awesome condition just alot of miles on it for only $6,000 i asked my parents for a loan bc i make good money so i thought i could pay it off... but they said they couldn afford it..
my little brother i love him soo dearly but im so sad the fact that there is no fair treatment here... he gotten surgery on his ribs and u can barely tell unless u really look at it then he is only 15 and he got a very newly car that was $10,000 and he doesnt have to pay for it...until after he pays off his surgery but there isnt no required payment for it so he can take forever with this and wait til his car is half paid for...
it wasnt the fact that he gotten better but its the fact that my parents were willing to give him soo much and treat me as if i was going to be my sisters.. i tried soo hard with my grades going to compete for things actually placing visiting colleges and it didnt matter to them i was still my sisters little sister.. i didn do drugs or anything i don go to parties.. and after trying soo hard to please them and seeing they go head over heels for my little brother over him playing in band... i didn give up... until now... i just wish i was loved just the same.. he scratched his car and it was my fault... everytime i stay home my parents complain how useless i am... so its just stupid trying so hard when ur seen so terrible...
my name is sarah I am but three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I can't speak at all I can't do a wrong Or else I'm locked up All the day long When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home. When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll get just One whipping tonight Don't make a sound! I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's Bar. I hear him curse My name he calls I press myself Against the wall. I try and hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry. He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words, He says its my fault That he suffers at work. He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And I run for the door. He's already locked it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall. I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken. "I'm sorry!", I scream But its now much too late His face has been twisted Into unimaginable hate. The hurt and the pain Again and again Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he finally stops And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless Sprawled on the floor. My name is Sarah And I am but three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me.
There was once alittle girl named Chelsey Mcaun. She was killed in1933, by a homicidal maniac who buried her alive while chanting a satanic chant.Those were the words spoken, and now you have read them...
well fuck bout time... anyways i want to quit everything i hate life i am soo stressed i wish i was a loser... and didn do shit... damnit..
im soo stressed right now i don know what to do anymore .. i just want to lay down in bed and cry everything out and never get back up,,,, im soo sad... mad... and sad... and confused...
the only thing good was today i got to spend time wit cousin start spring break.. and won 1st place in History Day... goin states.. whooohoo at the moment i just hate everything in my life... sorry..
at the moment i just hate everything in my life... sorry..