As all stories begin with once a upon time mine starts with once upon Tuesday bitches .I live in house of four siblings and I'm the middle child name may like the month clearly my mom and dad weren't creative enough either way as I wake to get ready for school .heading my ass to bathroom to freshen up i look in the mirror see nothing but long black hair as midnight and flawless fair skin as snow and my Anglican features on my face accompanied by my blood red lips and curves that make a boy go to hell along with my unique eyes purple violet. My dad calls me down stairs to eat breakfast with the family before I head to school. As perfect as I looked my life wasn't close to prefect it was shit to be honest. My boyfriend was an asshole to be honest I'm know I'm sixteen what can I he complain for but he was toxic as they come never seeing the good in or what I do he always had to bring me down make him feel on top .I know why stay with him if he treating like that I don't maybe i believe every hurtful word he spat at me. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever escape this shit of excuses call life honestly it makes me feel useless really
