My name is Dionn B. Runk. I'm in 12th grade. I was diagnosed as oddtistic at age 0. I wasn't a year old wich is illegal in states.

I'm very easy to get along with but, I'm emo. I have very strong feeling not that anyone cares. I try to control my anger to help people.

But, I'm a incomplete being my emotion 45% of the time control me. But in the long run I've helped lots of people threw my art abilities.

I never had lasting friends in reality. They leave me alone before a years time to bully me. I know I stink at wrighting. So what gives people the right to post nasty comments.

I did have 10 good blogs but deleted them. Because, people made me feel worse than how I feel everyday.

I struggle right now to keep my grades up, get my driver's license, senior projects, senior hours, and my life all in check.

I had a terrable life for years I got slammed into lockes, and bleachers. I almost had a concushion getting my scarf back my sister Kaylee Runk made from scratch.

But, no its gone someone pitched it out. I have nothing of my childhood left. Except painfull memories of being blammed for stuff in Broadtop, and Saxton elementary schools in Pennsylvannia.

The thing I had close to a friend was a T.S.S.. The lady took me to the library, lake, and made my friend Mellissa Kline which graduated last year.

But, know I think I can never escape this path I've been pushed into since birth. Which the party was cake, and bye to 3 people.

I joined dsipaint to make friends now. I have a daipaint family. Of over 26 people which I thank danny or HullBreach.

This is as much as I wanted to talk about. No I'm not for blog stars I went from 2 to 0. This isn't for attention my bio ran out of space with my 3DS.