Okay you do that. After threathing to burn my house down, breaking my nose (having to go get surgery witch cost over $2000), giving me brusies and scares, hiting me with a knife, beating me up, and chocking me. And you say if my dad calls the cops on you that your gonna kill me. Why don’t you kill me already so my dad will just call the cops on you and then my death wouldnt look sucidal but like a murder. It would be perfect you would get the punisment you desreve and i would be in a better place. I cared for you Â and all you did was take advange of me you used me to do your homework, to beat on, to hurt. And then when I finally yell at you, you blamed meÂ agian. I don’t know if your just stupid or can’t see your own reflection in the mirror but you’ve hurt me and I cant deal with it anymore. I’m done. I want to end it so bad. I want to just leave. I want the feeling of the gun to my head. Of how quick the pain would be over if i did. I just dont know what myÂ parents would think. Would they be hurt. Surprised. IÂ don’t knowÂ I guessÂ I’ll have to give thisÂ some more thought, butÂ imaging how quickÂ I could end itÂ gives me a sense ofÂ joy.Â I know if I ever just cant bear another second I dont have to.