|User:||mamimi (user# 10384)|
|Location:||Marion, Arkansas, United States|
|AOL IM:||Dittie Riona [add buddy]|
|Bio:||Once upon a time, there was a young girl. She was a cute, little girl. She lived in a nice house, in a nice neighborhood with her mother and her boyfriend. Then, as the little girl grew older, her mom married her boyfriend and they decided they should move. So, into a bigger house, in another state, they moved up into society.
Now a teenager, the girl as grown up harshly. She knows love, pain, happiness, and loneliness. She has a few friends, all who love her to a point. She does very well in school; they say she could do anything. But since she was thirteen, she has only wished for death more than anything. She has stolen away to her computer, the Internet her only way of escaping her life. And she steals her thoughts, fears, worries, loves, and everything else from her mind and places them in this journal...
Then, one day, she began to hear the voices. They told her to kill herself, they told her to stab herself in her throat. They told her that the love of her life wanted her to die. They tricked her into believing it.
She was sent to Saint Francis. She was on the 16th floor, a floor for the teenagers with drug or anger or school problems, or teenagers with mental issues. She has been discharged for a while now and she feels so much better.
This is my life, plain and simple. I'm fifteen, and I'm currently undisclosed with my sexuality. I simply don't know anymore. I am often hyper, but I continue to seek therapy at Saint Francis Hospital in Memphis, Tennessee. If you have a problem with this, please refrain from reading this journal.
I love Woohu.
[Jan. 1st, 2005]
|Friends:||(4) AlmightyPlogMwo, ChibiKeriana, TrueMetallican, xthistimeimperfectx|
|Friend Of:||(1) xThisTimeImperfectx|
|Interests:||(4) miyavi, my chemical romance, puffy amiyumi, the used|
|Last Update:||01 18 2005|
|Comments:||Posted: 58 | Received: 56|
|Member Of:||(1) ToDreamADream|