Mini-Me!
He’s the one!!!
I found him. My one and only, I can be away from him for more than a minute before I miss him like crazy. He’s my fiancé and come May 31, 2013, I’ll be Mrs. Norsworthy!
A boy named Ryan!
It was freshman year, I was a nervous reck. I sat quiet in each of my classes for a week like everyone else, but soon that week was over and I was one of the loudest students! Most of my teachers didnt mind cause i was a good student!
TO BE CONTINUED……
HER!
Why is it no matter how much i hate her or at least try to hate her, and no matter how much she stabs me in the back… some how she always manages to work her way back in my heart even when she doesnt even no it! I miss her so much i just wish things would have gone differently..she would still be on my side as my best friend, as my sister, as the person i could tell everything! Everytime i see her i just want to tell her how much i miss her, how much i wish things would have gone differently, and tell her everything i have been through without her and tell her i never want to lose her again! :’( but yet this is how it is and theres nothing i could do about it!
Sick of it!
People act like they know how i feel when shit goes wrong in my life…we’ll guess what they have no idea!
When i was little my parents got divorced, then i moved away from my dad and lived with my mom and my sisters in clearwater, then we moved to largo…then we got taken from my mom and ended up with my alcoholic father..that when i was nine! when i was about 10 my dad started to beat the living shit out of me! so i was barely ever home…thats when i started partying, like outever night til 4 0r 5 am drinking, doing drugs….and i started getting depressed at 11-years-old and i started cutting myself…by the age forteen i was failing ever class in school cuz i barely went to skewl and when i did i didnt do any work…and my friends found out i was cutting myself and they told the school and i got sent to rehab…after i got out about a week later my dad was finally arrested for child abuse on me and i moved in wit my mom about 4-5 months later she died for heart disease…then i lived wit my sisters..after a while my sister amy started dating a guy named josh and eventually we moved wit him…then alot happened wit my sis sam to where she had to move in wit us…now she lives wit my dad and i live wit amy and josh…im now a person who could careless about anyone else…im a hard worker im a sophmore, working my ass off wit all honors classes and i work for santino photographer which is good cuz thats my career choice to be a photographer…im an aunt of 6 and love them dearly but my life is shit and i want ever one to stop acting like a understand me at..honestly there is only one person who could say and know exactly how i feel!
