So im a teenage girl growing up in the City. Faced with all the usual teenage drama: boys, make-up, mother-dearest, etc. And, Oh yeah. I'm bipolar.



Thursday, 21 October 2010

Up up uppity up

Although my writing might not show it because my dad has drugged me. Made me take a sleeping pill so i calm down. Gayyyy. I refuse to sleep. I've had churchills black dog for the past 4 days and its not only slunk off with its tail between its legs, but left me with immense insane happyness. I can feel the drug making everything slow and sleepy but I mustn't sleep! Other wise the happiness will go. And im sick of being angry and depressed!

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