So...my name is Hana. I'm around 14....ish.....I live in a super chaotic house. Everyone is always fighting. but thats what makes it interesting. But I'm usally ignored. So I get bored alot. And when I get bored, I draw, or get on myspace, or write a poem, or a write a song, or play my guitar, or piano....yeah. And I'm obsessed with my phone. I've only had it for three months and I've had to replace it every month, I text that much. It just wears out. :] .....uhmmm......well I'm 5'7" ish, have green eyes, and my hair is brown, blond, and black, and shoulder-length. I love my music :]. Couldn't live without it. I go to a private school and its gay. Everyone sucks. They're all rich and stuck up and bitchy. I get in trouble pretty much every day. Anyways. Back to the music. My favorite songs are Evil Angel by Breaking Benjamin, Your Guardian Angel by The Red Jumpsuit Appratus, Paper Thin Hymn by Anberlin, Southern Weather and Amazing Because It Is, by The Almost, and pretty much anything by Atreyu. :]. I also couldn't live without Lydia and Filip, my bestest friends in the whole wide world. Lydia, i can tell her anything. If i want to do something stupid wild and crazy, she'll do it with me. :] And Filip, he's perfect. Everything I could ever want and so much more. He's always there for me and knows just what to say to cheer me up. :] When I'm older I want to join the Marine Coprs and later be a tattoo artist. I want to enlist in the marines, which means not going to college. ....And basically being a huge dissapointment to my dad, who wants me to go to college more than anything, and who has a fit whenever he sees someone with a tattoo. But I've already failed him with my dark void of blood and depression. I'm dammed in his eyes. I can't help it if I'm failing math, jesus....he hates eyeliner. He gets pissed at me when it gets everywhere. My mom yells at me when i wake up after crying myself to sleep and my pillow is stained black. Which, might i add, happens alot. Lying there at night, in the dark...I find it depressing. It lets me think about the day, and yesterday, and tomorrow...and it makes my heart ache when i realise everything I've done and everything thats been done to me. So I start crying. And I'm one of those people that once they start crying, they can't stop. I lie there and cry until my eyes burn and I can barley breathe, and then i fall asleep and have a nightmare. Usually one involving Filip dying, and then I wake up crying and shaking again. So I end up trying to text him, but his school starts early and he can't reply, and I start worring. And I go through the day worring something's happened....And I'm fuckin stoned. Ugh. Painkillers...[Prescription. Mine.] lmfao. So I'll update this later. Chow.