I just want it to end. I just want an escape, just to leave this place, just to one day pack up all my things, buy a plane ticket and get the hell out and never return.
No one understands me. Hell, I don't even understand myself. This is terribly selfish of me I know, theres starving kids in Africa dying and here I am complaining about my miserable life, well I suppose I wish I was in Africa, because to me it would be better than waking up everday to a world full of all these pretencious people that dont give a damn about anyone.
I detest my family, so much to the point it makes me sick. With the exeption of the extendeds and my sister.
Infact I think the only reason I am here to day is because of my best friend Jane. I honesty dont know what I did to deserve the friendship of hers, I dont know where I would be without it.