Ryan stuck frenchfries up his nose and is at the hospital,it was funny but pretty stupid.
Today has finally come,my birthday.I am officially 13 now.very unlucky number.It has finally come,there is definetely nothing to celebrate.Isabel.
Now my mom's pissed just because I talked to a 19 or 20 year ol guy online.It was just once,and because I talk to people of different ages,or older than me.Since when does she care.She throws me out of my own house!!!I get locked out at night!
Random thoughts,random thoughts.12yrs.,12 yrs.I've been alive,I've existed.12 yrs.old,and I'm already suicidal,think sometimes of running away,and am so deppresed,insecure,and I've been reading my journals-and most of them are deppressing because they remind me of the time,how I felt and other stuff.It's finally Friday,and back to school on Monday.YAY,no not really.I hate school,and everybody now.I'd rather be home schooled,but I can't really say I get along that much nor that well with my mother neither.Rose is over here right now-as always.Just 1 comment,and my mom's making a big deal and is up in my face about it.She has her religious "purposes" for hating me,or at least that's how I feel.I feel way better when she says I embarrass her,when I dress ther way I do,and wear my necklaces-I love my necklaces,I value them with all my life.She can take away my posters,my incense sticks,read my diary,take my drawings,critisize me,throw away all my clothes and stuff,and my books,spell books,etc,but she will never touch my necklaces or my journal.I have a huge chain with a cobra aon it[+ a mushroom,all hail the mushroom!]and my chain,the metal beaded one,a dolphin with an orb,a locket with dead rose petals inside,and another locket,a long chain with a black heart dangling,and a diamond necklace.I alwayss wear my necklaces and bracelettes.Noone could ever take them away.I also had my bracelette made of leathes,black,with spikes on it.M y bracelettes and rings are always on me.I have a white bracelette,some of those cris-cross ones,and a wrist band and on both hands really tight cuffs.I have a mood ring,a skull ring,a diamond,and a gold one that looks like an engagement ring with a white diamond in the middle,surrounded by engraved roses in the middle.A necklace or bracelette,or ring,could be the best present you could ever give me.Also I value all my friendships very much.I wil be very disturbed and go crazy if something as valueble as me necklaces were ever taken away.~Isabel~
My family never notice when I sneak out of my room,so I'm on the computer.I can hear my mom talking about me...........with Rose as always.My main issue is my family.Bye.They're coming.Damnit,can't even write anything now.~Is.
My mom read my diary yesterday-I don't get why parents have to snoop around their kids' stuff when they just don't trust them,it's weird.Well anyways,now I'm going to be cautious about where I leave my things from now on.Anyways..she read everything,and she thinks something's going on with me.I hate it when that happens.And she says geting into websites like this one,and others are a bad influence on me,that I'm turning bad,or evil or something.I know she's a christian,and I'm onlt 12,and I'm going to be living under this roof for a long time,but I respect her religion,and I think I deserve some respect too from not just her,but others to,who cares about the way I dres,act,or think.Why do people act "shocked"when I just go walking down the street wearing a black dress,or just everything black.I think that people shouldn't be judged because of that.Now my mom says that I'm into the stuff I like because the devil's attacking me in every way possible,and that satanists target people around or near my age,because we're adolescents or near that stage-where we want to be adults already,etc.,and they're getting to me through that.But I still don't get it.That doesn't really have anything to do with it.It's the fact that I'm different and not like my family,and all of a sudden my whole family's just up in my face telling me that I'm involved in something bad,and I don't want to tell-but they tell me as if it's true,and they know nothing.My family doesn't even know half the things I know about myself!They do not know I'm bi-polar,my split personalities,or my friends at school,how alone I fel since me and Joey stopped being friends;now I just plainly hate Joseph Hasenbuhler,he's such a bitch,I can't believe I ever called him a friend at all-no,best friend at all.My mom thinks she knows everything about me,but she doesn't know I'm deppresed everyday,suicidal,or have low self-esteem,or that I'm insecure and think I am worth nothing.Sometimes I try telling her these things,but then she starts saying it's because of all the stuf I'm into,and that I need to get rid of it all BLAH BLAHBLAH.I'm sorry I'm not like my older sister Rose,but too bad because I'm not Rose,or like her,nor do I want to be because I just want to be like me because I am me,and ONLY ME.Now I have no idea what the hell I'm writing or wrote,because I just wrote what I thought.It all started when I got cursed,I think,last year,with a stupid picture.Here's my story.
I feel so alone,when your best friend just lets you down,and I still can't believe it..even though it's been since November,we haven't been friends since then,for almost 5 months now.I hate it.~Isabel~
Marcos is funny,fun to be with,caring,and nice.We've been going out for 2 weeks now,I think.Yesterday we went to the movies,and my sister liked him,I love him.
I'm going out with Marcos Morales now.We've been going out since Monday,February 26th,the whole past week last week.He gave me bracelettes,I hugged him on Friday,I gave him my phone # through Ashley.AND I'M SOOOOOOO IN LOVE WITH HIM.He's so funny and makes me laugh alot.I LOVE MARCOS.HE'S MY BOYFRIEND.
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