merry fucking christmas.
i hate this family.
brione should take a typical day living here and then she wouldn’t bloody half think about overdosing.
the only thing keeping me here right now is the fact that mum can’t cope with any more stress right now.
but if she thinks being civil with my sister is going to work, she has another thing coming.
beth makes herself to be a saint to mum. but she treats me like shit.
she goes through my stuff and posts it on the internet.
she says she doesn’t care about me, she hates me and i’m a vile person.
and she hits me with kitchen appliances.
i can’t take it anymore. i really can’t.
