I'm Going To Kill Myself

Welcome to My world!

     Perfection is key. Perfection brings you beauty and happiness. If so why the fuck did my doctor diagnose me with depression! How is this fair!
     Okay sorry let's talk about my family. They are awesome. Oh? Did you think I was going to start trashing them? My Mom(Sarah) and my Dad(Jhon) have been happily married for about 17 years. Yes, they fight, but all couples do that. But not all married people have sex like 2 times a week and boast about it to their kids. I worship them!
       I have two other siblings. The oldest(Mark) is my go-to guy for literally anything! He hooks me up with guys, he takes me to parties/clubs, he has my back. Oh and he's only 18. The middle child(Jack) is 17 (My parents obviously need condoms) he helps me with my homework, is an amazing cook, and is always there for me when I'm completely broken down. My parents think he's gay because he doesn't bring girls home, but in actuality he has more sex than anyone in this house!
       Let's talk about my friends! They are thy best and I don't deserve their love! There's Daniel who is the most athletic guy you'll ever meet, he actually ate seaweed chips the other day and claimed: "they are better than drugs". Next is Luke who's actually rich and can't stop buying crap just because he's bored. Yes he has a problem. But he buys me whatever I want and even improved my wardrobe. Lastly, there's Chad. He is a beautiful Artist who meets the soft boy trend. And he's not gay! He's in a toxic relationship right now and it sucks because he could so much better but she's brainwashing him.
        Hi! I'm Diane and my life is everyone's fantasy. I have good grades, Hot friends, An amazing Family, A great Ballerina, and I'm the girl everyone wants to show a good time. I've always had depression. I was actually born with it but everyone just assumed it was Acid Reflex or something until a doctor did actual tests and came to the conclusion that I'm not the happiest person. Pretty freaking ironic right. Don't pity me though. I live in a household full of boys we don't exactly show a great deal of emotion.