I’ve wanted to kill myself since freshmen year of high school. I’m 17 now. I still want to kill myself. I’ve had one half-ass attempt. I hate my life sometimes. It’s a good life though. That is fucked up. I’m smart. Motivation is hard. I have suicidal thoughts. They vary in intensity. Life is hard. Too hard sometimes. Fuck life. I’ve been in-between suicide and life for too long. I don’t know.