I smoke lots of weed. I drink a shit load. I cant keep friends. I have anger problems. I'm lactose in tolerant, I have ADD and ADHD. I stutter, too. I don't eat meat, really. I'm failing at school. I'm constantly moveing a lot now. I miss my only love. I probably won't care about you, because you won't read this. I'm 15 and I made this world hell on the 18th of February. My names Bree, call me love bug.

I have no point to live anymore.