My mom doesn't care. She doesn't say it. But she doesn't have to. You can just tell when she looks at me. It's a look of dissappointment. My sister is just a brat. She hates me. But let her hate me. It doesn't really matter.

I love myself very much. There are somethings I would like to change, but everyone has something they want to change about themselves.

No, I am female.