So, as you can tell by the title, a few years back, I was depressed, and I let my feelings out onto paper.
                              And now, a dramatic reading:
                              My life is a lie
I want to die.
I'd rather have a bullet go through my head
But I'm still here on Earth being hated instead.
Maybe there's someone who would miss me
But right now, Heaven or Hell is where I want to be.
"You're just sorry for yourself"
"Go choke"
"All you're worth is a jar that's broke"
A broken jar, a broken soul
Into oblivion I wish I could roll,
Into a better life
I'd be loved,
People would care if I felt like cutting with a knife 
I've never cut before, but my death is the best option even if I'd be sore.
Maybe then I won't make you so sad anymore.
                              Woah.
                              You ok there buddy? 😂😂😂😂
                              Disclaimer:
 I don't think like this anymore, I just thought it would be interesting to share this.
                                      
                                          
                                   
                                              ESTÁS LEYENDO
Rants And Other Randomness
RandomBasically me either being mad at the world, or fangirling over literally everything. This is also where tags will go, but who on wattpad would even tag me and why?
 
                                               
                                                  