With a Tear-stained face, i move foward, hoping there's a light at the end of the tunnel...

...So appearently, my parents have nothing better to do than yell at me, eachother, and then blame me for it all
Thanks.
Love you too.

I need to go to counseling or something.
But they dont want to pay for it
Even though they're the ones causing my panic attacks and all of my other screwed upness... (if thats a word?)

The only thing that keeps me moving foward is my friends... :P

Im shaking... I hate when they fight :/

"some day, some one,
will walk into you life,
and make you realize why,
it never worked
with anyone else."