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Sirius (Malakalato) Kaldwin wrote: "⛄⛄Call Me Emi⛄⛄ wrote: "Sirius (Malakalato) Kaldwin wrote: "Nice pic"who you talking to?"
Madi. Katie? Idk. Whatever she wants to be called."
katie
Sirius (Malakalato) Kaldwin wrote: "⛄⛄Call Me Emi⛄⛄ wrote: "Sirius (Malakalato) Kaldwin wrote: "Nice pic"
who you talking to?"
Madi. Katie? Idk. Whatever she wants to be called."
Katie preferably
who you talking to?"
Madi. Katie? Idk. Whatever she wants to be called."
Katie preferably
Madi wrote: "⛄⛄Call Me Emi⛄⛄ wrote: "Madi wrote: "STUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDY !"*sticks middle finger up at prison*"
your we..."
high school and prison are synonyms.... your bound by the law to go, but the general population pays taxes for you to stay in school. plus theyre required to give you lunch even if you got no money. you also get one exercise period.... and otherwise your stuck here.
⛄⛄Call Me Emi⛄⛄ wrote: "Madi wrote: "⛄⛄Call Me Emi⛄⛄ wrote: "Madi wrote: "STUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDY !"*sticks middle finger up at pris..."
ha that is exactly the opposite of my high school but its still a prison >.>
rae wrote: "⛄⛄Call Me Emi⛄⛄ wrote: "Madi wrote: "⛄⛄Call Me Emi⛄⛄ wrote: "Madi wrote: "STUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDY !"*sticks ..."
schol iz totally a prison
rae wrote: "⛄⛄Call Me Emi⛄⛄ wrote: "Madi wrote: "⛄⛄Call Me Emi⛄⛄ wrote: "Madi wrote: "STUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDYSTUDY !"*sticks ..."
just missing the shackles.
idk why my life is so bipolar... one day im happy one day im sad, then i dont wanna go to school, then i kinda do, i miss talking to lauren but im slowly getting over that, but at the same time its tearing me apart inside. music is keeping me sane, but its also making me insane. my friends are there to help but theyre never there. music alters my mood so much.... one song can put me in a sad mood while one song can also put me in a happy mood or a tired mood. i just wish everything could be even. i think i might have bipolar disorder...The exact cause of bipolar disorder isn’t known, but a combination of genetics, environment, and altered brain structure and chemistry may play a role.
Manic episodes may include symptoms such as high energy, reduced need for sleep, and loss of touch with reality. Depressive episodes may include symptoms such as low energy, low motivation, and loss of interest in daily activities. Mood episodes last days to months at a time and may also be associated with suicidal thoughts.
Treatment is usually lifelong and often involves a combination of medications and psychotherapy.
stay tuned for a complete and detailed biography of my life, or dont stay tuned, and miss out on how i became what i am now.
in iss again today.... got caught skipping.
idk why everyone looks at iss as a bad thing. theres usually not that many people, its quiet, we can listen to music, we can text even tho the rules say we cant. we can play games and watch movies, were allowed to sleep and pretty much do anything. the teachers usually dont even care if you talk as long as your quiet.
like i mean its better than prison... i mean school.
i think i found my internal happiness.
Alright so here is my story. Theres a lot of memory gaps simply because i have a bad memory and because i blocked certain things out of my mind.I was born july 1st 2001. A cry baby. Always crying. I didnt stop crying for the first three weeks i was here. Probably cause i could tell this world was screwed from the moment i was sent into it. But either way i cried. A lot. When i was two... I think... My mom moved out of the house with my dad because she felt like she was taking care of 3 kids not 2. My dad honestly isnt bad with kids he just wasnt ready at the time. I spent a lot of time with parents who were bitter to each other and tried their best to avoid each other. They somehow made it work and till i was 5 i spent some days at mom and some at dads place.
when i was five i found out my mom was "talking" with a guy who lived in the united states who had originally lived in the netherlands. he was pretty cool. or at least at the time he was. she went to him for a summer and when she got back she told us we would be moving to the united states. i honestly dont remember how i felt about it but when i got to school here i promised my mom i wouldnt speak english and only dutch. i was super lucky and fortunate to have a girl in my class who also spoke dutch and english.... she made the transition so much easier and faster. but anyway. we moved in august 2006. for the first few weeks life was pretty great. but the longer we stayed, the more rules and things the guy my mom was seeing would make. most of the things that happened after are a blur just because i dont like them or like i said, i mentally poured acid on them and i dont remember them. i do remember at age 7 once i got tied to a chair and he wouldnt let me go until i drank some milk. he locked me in my room from the outside a lot as punishment, he beat me, he shouted a lot, and his breath smelled like ass. i dont really know why i let this guy bitch me around but he did, and in 2009 my mom got fucking married to this asshole. the punishments and cruelty got worse and worse each year, and if my mom tried to intervene, he would tell her to fuck off and shit like that. and we couldnt leave because we didnt have the money. and he knew that. he wasnt honestly that mean to my mom but he really rocked me off my feet. in 8th grade i ran away because i couldnt stand him anymore, and in the summers i would become nocturnal so as to see him as little as possible. i hate him and i hope he dies alone and lives alone forever and even when hes dead i hope his ghost is stuck down here forever so it can watch his daughters grow old and die. call me sick but he was the sick one. he made me like this. finally in 2015 my mom got a better paycheck and we could finally leave. while we were packing our shit he was all nice to us and stuff but you dont fall for the same thing twice. we moved to a small little town home and set up shop there. ive been living there since, and its been going better with home situations. but when the home situation left, the school situation got worse. i recall being bullied as far back as like 5th grade. but in 5th grade i had a bunch of self confidence to the point where i was a little to arrogant. i said a death threat to some girl... i was mad... and i got iss the last 3 days of fifth grade. im friends with the girl now. 6th grade was just like any other sixth grader, i ran to classes and had the most chill asf year with little to no trouble with other people simply cause i was already in my next class when the bell rang. 7th grade wasnt all too bad either. had a lot of fun and stuff. then in 8th grade i met my "sister" who isnt really my sister but were so close friends that she practically is. i would sneak in with the 6th graders and hang out with all my friends there because the 8th graders were trying to be all mature and i wasnt getting any fun out of that. anyway... good times. 9th grader is when it really started. there was this guy on the bus im chill with rn who was an absolute bitch all of 9th grade year on the bus and at school for a reason idek. i finally got him back when i locked myself in my room and wouldnt come out because i just didnt wanna deal with evan. like i wasnt scared of him or anything, i just didnt have the energy to ignore him and pretend like i didnt hear everything he said about me and to me. and that brings us to present day. i only listed major events because otherwise it would take hours on hours and many pages of writing to explain what all has happened. present day is going pretty good, im moving to the netherlands with my dad again which i think will be good for me even though it means leaving all my friends behind here and most of my personal stuff and moving across the globe. but its good to catch up on school and get a fresh start. ive also been told that next summer might be spent in canada skiing or doing other things in the cold ass country.alright so thats the highlights. i might do like major major details if people want it but i doubt anyone wants even more detailed then this.
i think im gonna quit goodreads. i have too many old memories and things from here. plus none of my old friends really use it anymore.alright.... heres my snapchat and insta if you wanna contact me, otherwise, i think this is the last time im logging in.
snapchat: elmer331
instagram: emiliootjee
⛄⛄Call Me Emi⛄⛄ wrote: "i think im gonna quit goodreads. i have too many old memories and things from here. plus none of my old friends really use it anymore.alright.... heres my snapchat and insta if you wanna contact m..."
NO NO NO dude this is the only way i get to talk to you
Everyone has left me XD except si, si is great
Mkay, fair point, but you don't talk to me anymore :p
Nah you're not that much of a jerkand ew you put the bitch up
*sticks middle finger up at prison*"
your welcome! ;)