Why are things like this? I just hate all of this. I dont want to be here, or anywhere. I want to be gone. Im tired of feeling alone. Im not happy. Im tired of going to school and running to the bathroom to cry, and cut, because of the shit people say to me. I dont want discouragement. I want more push. I dont care who it will hurt. Itll make things so much better. Believe me. I dont have him anymore. He used me. Left. My parents hate me. I cant do anythimg right with them. Im a walking failure. The imperfect daughter.thats […]
