Guess Where I'm posting from?
I'm at the hospital.
My friends Macayla and Rachael told a nice guidance counselor, pam about my cutting.
She told the counselor that has dealt with me before and thinks i'M A LIAR, Bolger.
Bolger claled me down in My french class.
She took me to the nurse,
Nurse bandaged them.
Bolger called my mom.
I got my laptop taken away.
Got into an extremely violent and terrifying verbal fight with both of my parents.
They threatned t call the poilice, but dragged me to the Hospital.
I've been here since like, 5.
I'm probably going to be staying the night, and I probably won't be in school tommorow due to my cuts on my wrists.
I love you, and my mom and dad were just being dicks and making totaly false and pointless assumptions, They think I'm fucking mental.
I've been here for like, 5 hours.
I want togo home but apparently I'm stuck here for the night |: