Freeform attempt two. More of a rant, really.
I can't stand anything. Everything makes me sick. Angry, annoyed. I can't put up with where I am in life right now. People come into my life and say they have problems, and I try to fix their problems but always end up hurting more than helping. So should I just sit back and let them burn? And none of them know the definition of problems. I handle what's wrong with me a lot better tham everybody else does. The one string tethering me to this realm is weakening, and hope was lost a long time ago. I clung to faith, but even that is wavering. I'm sick of the pathetic one-way drive my life is on. Find a reason to live, wait a few months, rre-ealize all the reasons to die, try to die... it goes on. I can't cope. I wish there were a way to make myself better. I wish there were a way to make her better. I wish a lot of things I shouldn't because I never get what I wish for, so why wish in the first place? Dissapointment will follow.
I can't stand anything.
