This is all bull shit. Life in general is bull shit. I had the worst weekend ever and all I got out of it is that life is bull shit. I was tackled to the floor by my parents, I ran away from home, and was threatened to have the cops called on me. All for nothing. My family doesn’t understand me. They understand what I do. I’m soo sick and tired of all this. I’m tired of waking up everyday feeling the same old way and being able to do nothing about it.
I tried killing myself this weekend. Tried hanging myself for the first time. Left a mark. It is so agrrivating when people who find out treat me like I’m some psychopath. I hate it. I hate this world.