Im 18 years old, I shouldnt be stuck with paying my sisters bills I work at the worst establishment ever for minimum slave wage. Im costantly having my innards grabbed at and my heart stabbed through my chest because I always feel lonely and left behind. But truth be told its fucking happening again and im getting treated like shit because I broke a small tiny thing and its being blown out of proportion. Ill just curl up in my god damn room and die more. I just wish my dad was here.. I wouldnt have to deal with all of this.. id be somewhere I felt all the world comfortable and maybe id still have some sanity left. But no, my world was destroyed and its in shambles a baren wasteland filled with hidden slivers of hope wanting to be found. Broken pieces of art strung on the walls marking my memories that have been nothing but destruction of my life.