I hate my life. I’ve always hated my life ever since I was younger. I’ve always had things to keep me numb from the pain, but lately none of those things have been working. I really don’t want to be on earth anymore, but I can’t go through with something like that. I think of my mom, but at the same time I sort of hate my mother. For not getting me ready for the real world. Sometimes I want to scream, yell but no one would hear me. Today is just not a good day for me, but I hope that by sharing this I’ll feel better. In truth I just wish I had someone to listen to me vent for a little bit. Just to know that at least one person gives a damn ya know? I feel so isolated and alone… I really don’t know how long I can keep this up.
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