Im the loud girl who smiles, who laughs and seems so happy, i pretend to be who you want me to be and act all happy. I Have a lot of enemies, many tell me to die, im come close but not close enough. I've had depression for 6 years but you'll never see it, i refuse to let people see me broken, you'll see me Put on the mask of the girl who seems to always be living in the moment, but im not. Im Roisin, Im 16, im stuck halfway between Ireland my home and being cursed in the land of australia. Im Going home soon, i will be able to breathe easy, only when im dead.
Depression, Anxiety, Probably bipolar ( but i dont believe that, but i do). Im here for you always