phantomgirl259

Well this day was a off to a great start this morning. I woke up around, say, half seven which is a good time for me nowadays butt I was still tired so I tried to get back to sleep, I could hear my brothers and her whispering about something but I ignored it and went back to sleep. When I woke up again I saw it was half nine so I got up, fed the dog, got dressed, had some breakfast, took the dog out and I hadn't seen her or my two younger brothers all morning. I just figured they had gone to one of the boys' football games or something and I had the whole house to myself for a few hours. It was great. But then it was noon and I was startin

When I was a kid I hid my heart under the bed because my mother said if you're not carefully somebodies gonna break it. Trust me guys, under the bed is not a good hiding place. I know because I've shot down so many times I get altitude sickness just for standing up for myself. But that's what we were told. Stand up for yourself. Now that's hard to do if you don't know who you are. We're expected to define ourselves from such an early age and if we didn't do it others did it for us. Geek, fatty, slut, fag. Then at the same time we were being told what we were they asked us "What do you want to be when you grow up?" I always though that was a