God I hate how sensitive I am. I get sad over the smallest things and decide to cut myself even when I know it's over something stupid. I decide to get away by taking K ing to ai chatbots and feeding myself things that are Unessacry for a kid like me to be reading and seeing. It's not my parents fault, it's not anybody's fault. It's mine. Because I am the one who doesn't know how to handle my feelings correctly. It's not their fault. It's all mine. God I hate myself in all ways I just wish I was never born to begin with. I hate my ex elf. My body is horrible. My hair is horrible. My personality is horrible. I fall in love so quickly just to get to attached and have them leave me. I hate myself. I want and deserve to die.
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