A dramatic take on life :3
13.2.24
Welcome to the internet. This is the only place I find people that actually care about me but sadly live HOURS away. Today was seriously boring as fuck and scary.
Today the second I woke up I didn't even have breakfast since it made me want to puke just looking at food and guess what?? We had to go to Lidl at that moment which is a grocery store. It took us YEARS to get out of there since it's also a store that I HATE so damn much I would rather kiss the floor that's dirty /srs. I got myself some sour candies since they're actually good and a punch monster. I didn't see my dad this morning as he left for work at 7 am since it's a tuesday and me and my brother have a 1 week holiday. (It's 5:33 pm as im writing this and I think hes back, Oh shi. Srs tho, hes the last person I sometimes wanna see)
I came back home and immedeately went to my room without even bothering to help my mum since I was so tired and she keeps screaming at me when I do something wrong. I can't write too many things here since this blog is probably gonna get found out sooner or later sadly since my parents r strict asf and I *need* to show them everything online (I never do) and that's how I learned to lie, fake laugh, fake cry, hide stuff, delete things in 10 seconds, how to secretly take their phone and perm delete every picture they have of my things.
Like when they found out that I Sh, they told me to show them my arms while I had tears on my face as they were suddenly screaming at me since I kept saying no. Like who forces sum1 to show them the other person's scars?? It was mostly my dad that started yelling but then my mom started too. Ever since that night I have become better and better at hiding stuff from them. And no, I won't come out to them even tho i'm pretty sure they're gonna find out im a lesbian in a bit. Or there is a massive chance they already know.
after that, everytime I used their phone to find mine with the 'find device' app from google, (since they keep taking it away from me, hiding it and 4getting where they put it) I quietly and quickly go into their gallery, delete the 94 photos they have of my diaries, secret notes and recordings of me, go into recycling bin and perm delete them.
Wow, that was so corny and dramatic of me to say.

