I'd tell me to become Orthodox Christian, would have been 11 or 12 years earlier if I'd begome at that age. Side from that I think the things I regret doing were actually good, or at least ok, for me. I learned a lot and it out me on a path for better things. Except for dumping that redhead, that was a big mistake.
"It's never going to get better, end it now."
When you're truly happy, don't endlessly reach for more, or you'll lose what you have.
And keep it a secret. Tell no-one.
watch keion and buy more bitcoins
Learn to be humble. You've got a little talent and potential, but you're not prodigy-tier. Prodigies tend not to come from abusive backgrounds anyhow.
Practice making music more. It's not going to hurt if the first few songs you share sound like ripoffs, few things are 100% original.
Dad cares about you more than you think (and more than mom ever has), so visit him more. Maybe even move in with him after high school.
Join a club so you can make friends.
Get off of /b/ and /i/, they're rotting your brain and making you hate everything.
That weeaboo girl doesn't like you. She doesn't even see you as a friend. Stop obsessing over her.
Major in IT, not compsci, it's easier to find jobs in that field. And don't even bother going for a bachelor's, you can't afford it.
In college, do not take four writing-intensive classes in one semester. You'll cave in, drop out, lose your financial aid, and take twice as long to graduate.
If you're still going to chase that dream of making games, then for the love of god do not spend 10+ months engine-devving, you're not a baby for using Game Maker.
You can choose to be happy or choose to be angry and nobody actually cares but you; you're not spiting anyone by refusing to be a decent person except yourself.
Experience comes with time. Remember to take it easy.
Don't bother thinking too much about making easy money. Learn how to be a useful person in the market and the money will come in.
Rules are for fools to obey
don't put unsafe objects up your butt
There's nothing endearing about your freak antisocial behavior. Also, nobody fucking likes you because you're a self-important, manipulative piece of shit with the social skills of a mole rat. You're lucky you even have friends. They don't deserve the grief you put them through