I Hate My Life Right Now
It's okay, don't feel sorry for me... N one would ever notice if I left this world and wondered around in the darkness between earth and heaven. I just need to end my suffering. It's all going to be okay don't worry about me. No one ever does. But I'm used to it. It's always been me raising myself alone. Sure I have parents... But there to busy fighting to even take one look at me... I would make myself a gift on my birthday when I was little and then listen to my parents yell at eachother more. Then, I'd sit in my room everynight and rich myself to sleep. I thought that was normal.... just one click of a gun.... One click... Would end it all