I hate this. I just wanna run away. Never to be seen again. I hate everyone. I hate myself. I'm so goddamn stupid. I'm worthless. I'm insignificant. A pest. Another mouth to feed. A good for nothing. I shouldn't have lived. I shouldn't be here. Why am I even alive? I hate this. I hate feeling like this. I don't wanna live anymore. Everything is my fault. I shouldn't have been born. I should've died right then. I never should have stayed. I should've ran away that day when I had the chance to. Why didn't I run away? Why did I want to stay so much? They don't like me. Why did I want their validation? Why do I still want to make them proud even if I knew just how much of a fucking lazy ass motherfucker I am? Why do I lack motivation so much? Why am I such a mistake? I fucking hate this. I try to see good in everything. But everytime I do I'm always reminded of how nothing about me is good. I'm just one big fucking flaw. I should've jumped. I shouldn't have let those cars pass by. But I don't want to burden them. I'm so selfish... I hate how I can't bring myself to hate them. I hate how I still love them. I hate how I love my friends more than I love them. I hate how it's so goddamn easy for them to ignore me. It's not like my existence matters anyway. I hate how I'm crying right now. I hate this. I just wanna run away. Get stranded in the sea. Forest? Atleast my corpse would be of use to the animals there.
I'm sorry you have to read this bullshit.
I'm sorry I published this.
I'm sorry for being stupid.
Im sorry for being worthless.
I'm sorry for being such a bad friend.
I'm sorry for being such a bad child.
I'm sorry for not knowing what I am.
I'm sorry...
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Just some rando's Diary.
Randomventing shit and putting shit to my day to day life likely on school, home, or just how being physically alive is treating me for this year. Or a year? Who knows it's until I feel like not sharing anymore I guess. None will be edited more than just...
