I am 17 years old.
My life has been cruel.
My life has been harsh.
My life has bern unforgiving and cold.
I say this not to insert some teenage meladrama into my first post; but to illustrate how I feel about M Y L I F E.
I am not ugly, same have even gone as far to say that I’m beautiful.
I am not unkind or shallow, I strive to be the best everyone thinks I can be.
I am not happy.
I would like to die, I have always wanted to die, I may always want to die.
I am not afraid […]
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