Why, hello there. Through out my whole life, people have lied to me, used me, and harrassed/abused me (and I haven't even been alive for more then 15 years yet). My father is constantly drunk, and takes every one of his problems out on me. My mother seems to randomly come up with reasons to yell at me. Also, my family doesn't approve of me since I'm not a girly-girl. Basically, my life is pretty screwed. But, that's besides the point. I used to be classififed as "emo", and I did in fact cut myself while I was in a rather eccentric depression. However, I did find something that brought me out of the depression and became my passion: Art and Music. I had been doing art and music for a while, but when everyone I knew seemed to be falling away from me (and I was losing touch with reality), they were the only things that I used to prop myself up to carry on. I could go on with more details about this depression, my cutting, and my art, but... I'm pretty sure you get the idea.
I'm just trying to find a way to make this passion known widely.
But, I'm also here to question you. What do you truely believe?
There's always a hint of a lie in beliefs.
