Polaroid

Bleh

I hate myself so much.

I just want to die, not because I'm tired of living even though I am but because I'm exhausted of hurting people again.

I see the look in their eyes when I'm around. They want me to die too.

I should just put a gun to my temple or a rope around my neck or cut my wrists too deep or pop a bottle of pills into my mouth.

It would hurt them but they're still gonna feel relieved more than anything else.

I've been asked before "Why don't you just kill yourself already?"

I don't know, maybe I should. I'll stop hurting people again and again. It's probably better for the world.

I'm never gonna make a difference.