Dear Diary,
The moment I turned twenty,my life turned chaotic at the same time
I thought birthdays were meant to be happy days,but it turns out otherwise for me
That's how much I'm gonna dread celebrating my birthdays in the years to come
Mum's been neglecting the family and actually spending more time out of home
It used to be like equivalent time spent with her no matter how busy we both could both get
Things just ain't the same no more,haven't managed to sit down for a good chat with her or anything
It just feels we've both drifted though we're both living under one roof
Daddy's moodswings are just so hard to get,It's like he just flares up as and when he wants to
This place just seems so different these days,it's gonna be somewhere I dread coming back to if all these just continues
Been having problems sorting all my relationship stuff,that never was my forte to begin with to start off
Its like no matter how hard I try to accept a new person into my life
I'm afraid,afraid of history to repeat itself.
I know I'm selfish,call me self centered or whatsoever
It's just never easy being me

I just fucking feel like killing myself right now