It’s difficult to be happy when your family is screwed up because my family doesn’t make me happy.
The reason for this is because my mom and my sister did things to me that are horrible. My brothers beat me, almost to the point of death. My father tried killing me and my mom tried killing me too.
My sister told me that I shouldn’t have been born. It’s the same with my mom she wishes I wasn’t born either but for some reason she supports me in everything I do. My dad wants me back home right now but he wants me to stay in proctor care for the summer.
How messed up is it that he wants me home but really doesn’t?
I don’t like my family at all. My whole family is fucked up and I can’t stand it. Sometimes I wonder if they are my real family.
Tim
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Thursday, April 1, 2010
Achievement
What is this world coming to?
What I see is horror and chaos.
Nothing more than love and destruction.
If you are seeming like you have no where to go,
Take a deep breath and fight through it.
Never give up on your dreams, hopes, and thoughts.
The only way you can achieve everything you want
Is to stop and think about everything you do want and just wait. Imagine yourself with what you want.
What I see is horror and chaos.
Nothing more than love and destruction.
If you are seeming like you have no where to go,
Take a deep breath and fight through it.
Never give up on your dreams, hopes, and thoughts.
The only way you can achieve everything you want
Is to stop and think about everything you do want and just wait. Imagine yourself with what you want.
Friday, March 19, 2010
What am I to you? Am I just another guy or am I someone who you can care for? Today is just another day, rock out to the sound of nothing, another day goes by, school people, and lies. Your heart and soul are precious to me. I will protect you with my life to keep you close and safe.
Years go by with nothing but the same thing. Listen… can you hear it? There, there is the sound, the sound of another day going by without you.
Tim
Years go by with nothing but the same thing. Listen… can you hear it? There, there is the sound, the sound of another day going by without you.
Tim
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