KEVIN? :O

OMG PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEE STOP CALLING MY PHONE. I really wish I could tell you off but honestly can’t ‘cause you don’t care about anything I say BUT SERIOUSLY, STOP CALLING MY PHONE AND ASKING ME TO SEND YOU PICTURES OF ME. NOW GTFO == JKFDHSFSFDUIYTBH8S67S67S67CRYZWH8OCR7YFGDHSU YOU’RE SO ANNOYING :@

ithoughtitwouldbealright:

You know those family where they get along together? Well me and my family don’t. My parents are divorced and my grandma has been living with me ever since I was born. My mum doesn’t know me, she doesn’t know what my favorite food is, she doesn’t know what type of person I am, she doesn’t know ANYTHING about me. All she knows is my name, age, birth date and unimportant details. My grandma is just like my mum, accept the fact that she knows more about me than my mum does. My family don’t even know me. If they did, they would’ve thought I was one weird child.

At the moment they’re suspicious about my eating problems. I’m always in my room and the family’s always around the house socializing, luckily I have a small family because then it won’t be noisy. I obviously don’t get along with my siblings, it feels like I was adopted, I’m nothing like my whole family, the only person I’m alike is my dad. I have my looks and personality off him. I have my smartness from my mum. She’s very intelligent, just that she never has time for me. I only see her 3 hours everyday. IMAGINE THAT. THREE HOURS A DAY. Which adds up to 21 hours a week and if I’m lucky enough, she sometimes has a day off on a Saturday just so I could spend the day with her. As selfish as it sounds but I hate life and I hate everything. It never works out, arguments occur everyday and I do get physically abuse by my family if I ran away from home and came back.

I really need to go out but too lazy and nowadays every place in Melbourne just gets boring.

and Leafs

Tree

Plants

Mountains

There was a kangaroo outside the window of our cabin two days ago

Had an argument with family then went off to camp for the next three days and now the argument still goes on. Fuck lyf, cbf.

Don’t tell me that I’m being a bitch, disrespectful and/or rude to my family, ‘cause I honestly know that myself. I hate the fact that when my mum came to pick me up from school today, everyone was just staring in a horrible way but they got no idea that me and my family got beef. Piss me off so bad.

My $50 shirt also got ripped at camp too. I let my friend borrow it then she accidentally ripped it. I gave it to her and now I have to buy a new one. Urghhh. I wish I never threw out all my cheap shirt and wore them to camp instead ==