Fuck this shit!
There has not been a single day in the past 6 years of my life where I could say that I was truly happy. Not a single day where I wasn’t filled with nothing but rage and contempt for myself and everyone around me… There’s not been one day where I haven’t considered suicide. Not been one day where I haven’t thought about how much better things would be if I slit my throat, if I jumped from that window or if I just lay down on the road and waited for death to meet me. I don’t feel loved, I don’t even feel liked. I fucking hate this… I hate that my only outlet is to a bunch of random strangers that don’t even know me.
