I don’t know if I’m depressed, I don’t think I’ll ever kill myself, I just feel as if I could die and not much would be lost. Sometimes I feel as though everybody wants me gone, but I doubt I’d ever hurt kill myself.
I don’t have amazing grades, I’m not very pretty and I’m not popular. I don’t mind not being popular or pretty, I don’t have much in common with most kids my age and I can’t help being born a certain way. Hell, not being smart is even okay too, I just hate that people expect me to be.
When people see me they can […]