I can't watch anything to do with ghosts or paranormal activity without my dad getting deep into it by bringing up god and demons and him not liking it. when ever I watch anything with ghost apparently I'm a demon worshipper!

Me I am what I am and nobody can change that. Not him Not her Not you Not them I will not change my ways to be accepted You can accept me for who I am Or you can go fuck off cuz I don't give a damn about what you say or think

Reality How come all the sluts and popular girls get the hot jocks? Why can't it be in like the movies where the dorky girl or socially awkward girl gets the hot jock for being herself? Cuz if you act like yourself at my school and you aren't pretty and polite, your a freak and you get rejected everyday.

My perfect date My perfect date Sitting on a hill as the sun is setting. We have a small picnic basket filled with home made goods and a blanket. The sound of birds nestling into there nests and the small sound of the ending of squirrels conversations with the frogs will fill the air. As the sun is setting we will start to lay on the picnic blanket with the fuzzy blanket upon us and talk about what we love about eachother and talk about our future. As the stars begin to fill the night sky the park will begin to quiet down. We would lay there until we can't stand to sound of crickets and we would walk to your home and sit on the couch and possibly watch a movie. After the movie you would either walk me home or your mom would drop me off. But let's be serious, I doubt that will ever happen.

Acception Here I am Sitting in a dark room With my covers being the only warmth My head pounding at the reality around me Listening to my parents fight Recovering from me and my mothers fight I feel like an outcast in this family Whatever I do to surprise my mom, I screw up My grades are all A's and B's and mother still doesn't approve My brother never gets yelled at and whenever anything goes wrong, they all turn they're heads at me I can't breath I'm suffocating in my own bedrooms darkness I close my eyes I'm still suffocating I'm letting go Whatever happens, happens My stomachs in a knot I see a speck if white light Closer Brighter Closer Brighter Closer Blinding BAM I can breath again I feel new I feel released I feel free I feel accepted I'm where I belong In the arms of our creator God Here I am