It has been a year since Josh and Zac left Paramore. Suddenly, their song 'Franklin' played in my head. I am in tears. I know that they can do it even Josh and Zac aren't there with them anymore. They're still Paramore and they'll always be my favorite band no matter what. They have inspired me a lot. I listen to them whenever I feel so lonely or devastated. They're like one of my sense of...

I got pissed because last night we were going to church then my mom tells me to wear pants and then me and my sister we're wearing pedal shorts and a shirt and my mom is not even bothered about what my sister is wearing.Last Friday was our last day of school in year 2011. It wasn't really a great day for me. We had group presentations. We were practicing and my group was just a mess. One even...

My grades are decreasing and all my mom does is yell and doesn't help us. I tried my best but my mom's always in the way. I really need help. She'll only say 'read and understand' there are people like me who really cannot understand everything that's in the book. I already told her that I really can't understand almost everything, she tells me that I'm stupid, I'm lazy, stop going to school and...

Even though I have company I still feel lonely. It's like whenever I'm hanging out with someone or a group of people there's a wall surrounding me which makes me feel lonely. I am always known to be the loneliest person in the group. Sometimes I can't grapple this feeling. I hate this feeling. Everyone's chattering and I'm just being silent. I don't want to be labeled as 'emo' or 'loner' because...

Yes, I am getting better now.Let me tell you something:My group mates told me to cut some Styrofoam for our project. I told them I can't because all I'm gonna do is cut myself. Whenever there's a cutter near me, I'm only gonna cut myself. Nothing else but cut. I do try to harm myself with scissors but it doesn't work a lot.To be honest I am suffering depression. I am, no one in my family knows...

I hate this stupid middle child syndrome. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it. Almost every hate goes to me. I'm fat, I'm ugly, I have acne and blah blah blah flaws flaws flaws and flaws. I really hate it when they think their choices are right for me because I'm this and that and this and that. I don't want to be what they want because I want to be who I wanna be. I don't want them to choose for me....