I HATE MY DAD I HATE MY MOM........I HATE MY FUCKEN LIFE...MY BOYFRIEND DOESNT SEEM TO LOVE ME ANYMORE...MY FRIENDS SEEM LIKE THE DONT WANT TO BE MY FRIENDS ANYMORE...I FUCKEN WANT TO RUN AWAY FROM THIS FUCKEN BULL CRAP!!!!!!!! I WANT TO CRY MY HEART OUT AND SCREAM SO FUCKEN LOUD THAT BLOOD SPILLS OUT...

POURING INTO MY SO-CALL 'TRAGIC' LIFE I SOMETIMES WONDER IF ITS EVEN WORTH LIVING ANYMORE.... i mean come one we end up diying anyways so whats the fucken point...i dunno...god i need some therapy...and coming from me...DUDE it means i do..bc for all my life i was force against my own will and i FUCKEN HATED THAT CRAP..then i stopped in 9th grade and i serously think i need it again...or at least anti-depress pills...but yea