Why are we put onto this earth just to suffer? My parents both pushed a Catholic life onto me, but everyday i question God. Like, bro, wtf do you mean i have to be a goody two-shoes my whole life and then die so I can just continue to be a goody two-shoes in heaven? Not to mention how being bisexual well put me into hell anyway. But like i have friends. I'm not a loner, but I would trade all my friends for one really good bff so that I could lean on them, run away from my shitty parents to them, call them when the boy or girl of my dreams breaks my heart or just randomly at 3:33 am. But no. I got friends that I feel like I must always talk to them or I lose them. Not to mention how my mental health is in the depths of despair. I constantly hate myself, thinking I'm too fat when I'm skinny and underweight, thinking I'm not pretty or cool enough to be liked by my crush, thinking what life would be like if I wasn't in it. I would say more, but this fucking box doesn't have enough room bye