she don't like cocaine baby...

remember the times i was full of energy and full hearted joy.
remember the times i was full of your faith.
remember the times i was full of my own faith.


i am giving up on my family. i'm sick of them letting me down. and giving up on believing in me.
i mean seriously, they're supposed to support me the most.
and they are dragging me down and making my miserable little pit, a little worse everytime they speak.

that sounds horrible bet let's go back to the begining of time....or my life.
my depression;; mother.
my lack of trust in men;; father.
my anger for women;; sister.
my hate for smokers and alcohol;; father and whole freaking family.
my shyness and anxiety;; depression.

seriously. and the depression has seriously been getting worse since they won't let me go to penn state. they think i want to stay here.

i've never wanted to stay in this fucking hell hole of a state.
the only reason i have for staying now is ashlee and a couple friends.
they've given up on me, i'll give up on them.


i'm sick of this fucking battle.