I'm tired. I just miss my mom and grandma who made me laugh and happy. If I tell my feelings to my dad, he will get angry and not understand how I feel. I just wanna rant to some one or I just want to die sometimes but I don't like the feeling of dying. I'm angry yet kind of sad. If I cry over small things I get called sensitive. My dad calls me skinny, and I'm already a bit insecure of it. My family is fucked up, I'm fucked up as well. My life is just mid yet, a bit boring. I want a small blade to cut my skin.My dad calls me words, meanwhile my mom doesn't and I'm happy because of that. I just want my loved ones back.