In psych class

It's monday again..this won't be the only thing I post today, I still wanna put up some pictures from Halloween and such.

Last night on the way back to school, my dad said he was proud of me..
for being sober....I'm so elated right now...I'm sick as a dog and I'm tired but I'm so happy he finally came to terms with me. That I'm not make believe...he's okay with who I am.
I'm a beaten down 19 year old recovering addict/alcoholic covered in tattoos, piercings, and fading suicidal scars. But the part of me that he's finally acknowledging is that I'm getting better.


This was a really big moment in my life, and I won't forget it, ever.