So, I’m sixteen. Female. Black. Slutty.

I had brought my (white) boyfirend home knowing that my dad was at work till six thirty. We were fucking around as usual, found my dad’s oxycontin that was prescribed to him for his back and soon we were high off our asses and decided to have sex. We lost track of time and my dad walked in on us in my bedroom and beat my boyfriend’s ass and told me to pack my shit. Now, I’m moving in with my mom who lives 3,000 miles away from my love. He says he’ll wait for me, but I doubt it. Fuck my life.

Ok this is dumb to complain about but it just pissed me off. Ok so yesterday I asked my mom if we had any fruit so I could make a smoothie and she said just blackberries in the freezer in the kitchen, I didn’t like blackberries but I still made a smoothie because I wanted one. So just a minute ago she wanted some more ice-cream she said there might be some downstairs in the freezer, so I checked in there wasn’t but in the friken process of looking for her fucking ice cream I saw like strawberries in peaches in blueberries, so I came in I was like there isn’t anymore of your ice-cream downstairs , in I was like but there was some fruit downstairs , and joking around and she even knew I was I was like um I was looking for some yesterday in you said we didn’t have any and she said I didn’t know it was any of your business. I didn’t say anything, fucking really.

I DONT WANNA GO ON VACATION FOR 3 WEEKS WITH MY ANNOYING ASS FAMILY ITS GONNA BE FUCKING HELL I WANT TO BE WITH MY FRIENDS :/

Where do I start…
I was borned in Philippines in 1995 and lived a poor but a very happy life with my relatives and my dear mum. My American father left my mum before I was born so I’ve never seen him in my life and I’m 16.

Another man came to our street and fell in love with my mum once again. They got together and married and he becamed my step father.
In 2003 we moved to Australia to live with my new dad, I was sad to leave my home and my friends, relatives etc. But I had no choice.

Now, ever since I moved here. My life has sucked dramatically. I’ve even been to counselling coz I’m depressed 24/7 and it’s all thanks to my ignorant, fun – depleting little faggot dad. He has made my life so bad that I want to run away sometimes or even kill myself. He has squeezed everything out of me and expects me to be good at school and do things for the future that I never want do.

Every single day I’m scared of him and avoid him as much as I can.

We went to Philippines for a holiday. And Boy was it nothing like I imagined. Every second I spent there my heart had wings and it literally felt like my problems just vanished. I was addicted to this drug called “happiness” and I felt like I belonged for once in my life. My flame inside me has long been extinguished but it was bright as ever.

We returned to Australia and instantly my happiness dissappeared. I hate my life so much I just want to run away back to Philippines once I’m legal. Idc if I’m poor at least I’m away from him and that I am happy. So many years of pain and anguish. I cry myself to sleep every night hoping to wake up in my old room back in Phillipines.. But never happens.. My dreams don’t come true… Not while I’m here.

Today, my boyfriend and I were kissing in my room. My father walked past the window with an axe in the hand. Five times. VDM

so I go to my aunts, to sled with my cusins, and first my two older cusins go down the hill,aka road, then me my cusin and little cusin go down the hill, and then i see my older cousnins,their off their sleds and standing in the middle of the road,soon my cusin says heres the fun part, and my older cusins stop the sled, then my cusin and little cusin get out of the sled and thrown into the snow, i relize whats happenin and try to go in the snow bank my self, but one of my older cousnins comes over and says well well look here logan we have a wimp and he takes me out of the snow bank and back in only this time face first and i try and struggle to get up but i couldent cause he was holding my face in the snow and soon I couldnt breath of lack of oxeygen, and finaly he lets me free, then I ran back up the hill crying and went inside to the bathroom and empteyd the frozen snow balls in my hair into the tub, then soon my aunt comes and says what happend to you? and she can be the biggest b**** in the world! and I told her what happend (ps this was when i was and all she says is OH SHUT UP AND MAN UP! so I told my mom what had happend and she did nothing about it…. FML!

..I just recently moved into foster care. I haven’t gotten a place to live yet, they’re still looking. I moved out from my dad cuz he’s drinking and stuff.. I can’t live with my mom cuz she’s sick (deadly sick). She lives far away from me, but I USED to visit her every summer, easter and christmas. She remarried this guy, and he has a son, Adrian. Adrian raped me from I was 7 till I was 13. (I’m turning 15 in April.) My mom is visiting them now, and Adrian told my mom that he was gonna move up here where I live, to join military. I, of course, am so freaking scared! And I don’t even like the family I’m currently living with, (good luck for me, it is just temporarily).
Y’all probably think I’m being a drama queen, but it’s hard not to be scared. It’s hard not to think about it.
My whole life is just hard.

I FREAKING HATE MY PARENTS THEY DONT APPRECIATE WHAT I DO I WIN AN AWARD EH GOOD FOR YOU THE ONLY TIME MY PARENTS WERE ACTUALLY PROUD OF ME IS WHEN I BROKE MY ARM! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT! LIKE I DONT HAVE ENGOUGH TO DEAL WITH I HAVE BULLIES 24-7 AND IM CALLED ALL THE NAMES IN THE CUSS WORD DICTIONARY!