• I was always known as imperfect. Even when I was born. The names that children go through in childhood, everyone goes through. But I always used to ask, does the one person that is supposed to naturally care for you, calls you that simple name, a name that still brings chills to my soul, "useless".

    I guess I was born with that name. Because in reality, I am the straight forward definition. A person that cannot help without destroying and destruction of people and the things around me.

    I was born a liar, born a hater, born a nothing. There were times, I was EMO, and I couldn't tell anyone. My friend saw, and became furious. I lied, to her, the only one in the world that I truly care for, my best friend.

    I felt bad, and felt alone.