I know I only wrote that a few hours ago but oh well. I thought my crying spell was over, as I haven't cried in a few nights but here I am again. As pathetically depressed as ever, hoping for an answer, anything. I hate myself so much. The only thing I've ever had was my so called 'intelligence' and now I don't even go to school anymore. Everything I've ever tried to do I've been terrible at, and.. I just don't see the point anymore. What am I achieving b being alive? All the people who I thought cared couldn't care less, they all have other people to care about. My three favorite people in the whole world probably never even think of me. I'm sick of blaming my terrible looks for this. It can't just be that, my personality must suck too. Hooray.