What if you found out you had a tumor on both your ovaries that has already spread through out you stomach and liver and you have no other option but to wait for your death? Shocking news no one ever wants to hear from their doctor. What's in store; write a list of things you want to do before you die and most important... to never mention that you are dying to your loved ones.
"My life without ME".
Directed by Isabel Coixet.
Classic Depression.
10:19 PM
Listening to: Like A Knife - Secondhand Serenade
Mood: All of the above.
I'm the only one to blame. Three against one. I stop the bleeding but the scars will stay forever. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I GO THROUGH SO DON'T PRETEND LIKE YOU DO. I might need you since I'm still a minor and have to live with you and deal with you, that doesn't mean I don't dread it. Want to know the exact reason why I want to drive? So I can get away from all the bullshit I have to deal with at home. I want to be independent, and not ask for your stupid guidance and money. I know what's right and wrong, you're not in my position to tell me how I feel. So, fuck off and mind your own damn life. Stop bringing up my mistakes b/c I'm learning from them and I don't need you to slap it in my face. Me being under the same roof as you, no longer means anything to me.
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