I had a couple handfulls of cigarette butts and loose change thrown at me today from a pickup truck.
They were all screaming ‘******!’.
I hate my face.
I don’t know what I did wrong, but I have no friends to talk to.
I don’y fit into anyone’s clique in highschool so I’ve just taken to skipping and getting high all the time.
I’m pretty sure weed and music are the only things keeping me alive because I never eat anymore.
My life has no purpose, I’ve missed work again today and I’ll probably be fired.
I know how to tie a noose and I have a support beam to hang it.
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