"Purpose"
I often wonder... Why am I here? How did I get to this place in my life? How did I let myself end up here? Why did I choose this path? These are the things that run through my head as I sit in my room. I've created a record even I'm surprised I did. Tomorrow will make 1 whole month since I left my house... And pretty much my room. I've had no desire to communicate with the outside other than through social media. I take pictures, make comments and post blogs so everyone knows I'm ok. In reality, I'm not. I'm dying inside. A beautiful girl with such a troubled soul. Maybe I should back up to the beginning so u better understand...