I am an attention whore I love attention. I have tried to kill myself because I wanted attention. It has given me all the bad attention and people who used to be my friends are strangers to me. They tell me to leave and never come back. I have no friends to eat with, I spend my lunches in the library in the 6th row of books, listening to the voices around me. The truth is this is everything I wished for. I wished for this and it came true, and now there is no way to reverse it. It gets worse everyday I just want to move and never look back. I want to go back to who I was the girl who was nice and never lied and loved everyone but who am I kidding, I've never met that part of me. This is who I am. I am evil. I am stupid. I am selfish. I am dead inside. I am hopeless. I am a mistake. I am Avery.
