Fuck this life. I do seriously want no part of this right now. I want the happy times when we were hanging out at my house, hugging, being happy. Not fighting, not starting war, not cutting. I donâ€™t want to be breathing fast, not knowing how much more of this I can take. I want to drown, and resuscitate when everything is perfect again. I donâ€™t know why we can go from so happy, to not being able to keep stable. From happy to depressed, from ecstatic, to crying. Fuck this life, fuck how everything has to challenge us, fuck how people donâ€™t give a damn Iâ€™m in my room crying.