This will be my last note to everyone. I lay awake waiting for something to happen, waiting for someone to text me, waiting for forgiveness, waiting…. That’s all I’ve done with my life. I’ve been waiting to end all of this. Everyday I wake up, I go to school because it’s easier not to think there. I’m sitting at a table where no one wants me there. I’ve gave up with wanting to fit into a group. When I’m not there no one thinks about me. No one loves me enough to call them theirs. Theirs no place for me here. I started thinking about this for a year. Cutting myself, taking pills, drinking, talking to guys, having sex. anything to end it. At the end of the day, no one will be here for me it’s only a matter of time. I can’t be here anymore, it’s selfish to my friends. I complain to them, they don’t give a shit. My life where I’m heading to I know will be better. I’m scared. I have nothing left for this life… But if you ever do miss me or think of me just listen to a song I will be there. Im thankful for the friends I had and have. I will always treasure our memories. Thanks for being part of my depressed life.