I'm fucking tired, I've been so fucking tired but I can't take a fucking break! I don't cut myself no I scratch myself until it bleeds, I hurt myself. I'm not good enough, I make everything about me, I'm just like AJ, I'm worthless, Why am I still here? Why can't I just do it, I already have everything to do it, I have a pill bottle, I should just overdose, I can't tell my own mom because she'll think I'm just faking it, I can't tell my own fucking sister I don't want to be a burden, I want to end it, I mean nobody likes me, I can't tell my own dad I can't even see him, Why do I make everything about me? Why do I vent? I'm not doing this for attention I just need someone to talk to, I don't want to die, I want to just overdose or hang myself, I want to cry, I don't though. I don't cry because I don't want people to think I'm weak, I don't know why I'm even writing this, am I that worthless, that deprived I need to vent to people? Why...Why am I still here? Why can't the pain end? I scratch to the point my dad can see it, he's worried, of course I can't stop. I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm venting, I'm just that worthless, I want to cry. I want to just chug the bottle and die talking to Pims and Dead. I want to die talking to my friends, I should do it, everyone would be happy! Everyone will be happy, I might do it today or tomorrow. Again, I'm sorry for being annoying.
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