I am an artist, and this was the poster I made when I was a freshman for a contest I entered. I won hands down and my poster is still up to this day.

I've been wearing extensions for 2 years, my closest friends don't even know. I just ordered my foxy locks and couldn't be happier about my new color.

Last August, I made out with the girl that was once my BFF. It was brutal, she had hair on her lip and it was in a park. Later I asked god for forgivness.

I made love to a woman for 5 years.....today she told me she was having sex with me for the material benefits of the relationship. I feel empty and alone.

I contemplate suicide so much that it feels unnatural to think about death. Im also not emo or gothic but just hate the idea that in the end theres no point.