Today I got home from college and I was tired and grumpy, my sister asked a question and I started shouting at her. She got my mum to phone me and I was really pissed off so I stormed out of the house and went a walk. While on this walk I started to think about how fucked up my life really is but I soon realised there are more positive things in my life than negative. I still felt upset so I walked to a bridge and sat down I started to write this in hopes that people will understand me. If you are reading this then you are awesome and I love you guys.
This might sound like a depressing story but it's my way of recovering if you have read this all the way through thanks my dude/dudette.
