did u ever wake up from a nightmare and thank god that it wasn't true? i did. but my nightmare is just beginning.

i wish i could live somewhere else. i know i'm not wanted here. after all, i am a huge pain in the ass. but i've learned my lesson. can't they understand that people makes mistakes? if they can spare a little hope for their relatives, why can't they give hope to their own daughter?

i feel like a stranger living here. maybe i am the visitor this time. i want to escape. i want to live somewhere else. but where? maybe one of those homeless shelters. i know, its an awful thing to say, but i'd rather stay there than stay where i'm not wanted. i wish auntie was here. she'd tell me what to do and protect me. i miss her.