I fucking hate my life. I hate how pushy my parents are, how they keep telling me to go to school, clean my room, eat, do normal human activities when I'm trying to hint to them that I'm not feeling well enough to do that. I don't have any reason to keep going to school anymore. I left my old perfect friends to go to my new school, and I fucked my life over when I saw how easily they moved on from me when I am still obsessively grieving my best friend whom I LEFT. I have three new friends. One that reminds me of her, one who shares interests with me and one older who's about to leave. Well, the first one, Alex, is also about to leave. They're going to London and I don't know if I'll ever meet someone as accepting as them. The second one, Max, is a judgy "ally" when she openly criticizes parts of the LGBTQ community she "supports". She's funny, she's just not worth staying for. And Kei, he's nice but about to leave... I hate this so much. I just wanna go home, but I already am...