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Birthday 1992-02-12 Gender
Female Location Missouri Member Since 2007-09-02 Occupation High school sophmore Real Name Ashley
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Achievements I am currently working on one of the 34th anime I've seen, Anywho, its Sukisho Anime Fan Since Pokemon the first season Favorite Anime Ohh... I love Digimon the first season... Pokemon too... I'll have to go with Loveless. Goals To maintain an A, B average all year. Hobbies Schoolwork, talking on the phone, playing my PS2, watching anime, reading manga, roleplaying,Neopets, and so on. Talents I don't have any talents really. Can't draw, can't sing, can't dance lqtm.
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Sunday, September 30, 2007
Sorry for not posting in awhile... Been busy with school and other things.
I've really started to like this guy.. He's a friend on mine. It really sucks because I don't want to feel this way about him. I just think I do because of damned hormones.
Its really hard not to think about him and not wanting to cry. I hate it. I'm getting all vulnerable and weak for no apparent reason. Its so stupid!! *hits self* BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! Okay, that's enough of that.
Since I haven't posted in awhile, I might ramble on about why I get so depressed.
I won't tell the whole story..
It started about the end of the sixth grade year and I was getting strong urges to cut slice my wrist. Not being able to do so, I did eraser burns but my mother yelled at me so I had to quit.
Around the summer before my eighth grade year, I began to cut my left arm. Only cutting my wrist a few times. My current 'boyfriend' at the time told me to stop. It took me nearly a year to quit. Around the same time, we broke up.
Of course, that did not help. I dove deeper into depression. At the beginning of my ninth grade year, I meet Sharee. She is now my best friend. I have plans to move to her town after I graduate and I want to become her legal guardian when I turn eighteen.
Today, I still do suffer from depression severely. I don't want anyone sympathy. That's not why I'm writing this. I'm doing it to help people realize the full extent of depression and how suicidal thoughts are very dangerous. Hell, I still am suicidal. I'm not ashamed of that. Last weekend I tore apart a razor and cut my left upper arm up.