it started when i was eight ( im nine btw ) on just about desember or so when i got home from Malaysia ( also before that ) i actually did not know why i hated myself and or my family.... i guess it was me realyzin my oldest sister was about to move to boarding school.... i was sad and i still am sad but me and my family found a way to still kept in touch even without her phone... but thats topic for a different time lmao but.... since im a gurly i am starting a group to help with these issues for other girls, if u would like to join (to the boys sry girls onlyy ) pls remix this story with ur own story thanks and good bye <3
also my friend will make a studio for the group
