Jocelyn Flores

committed suicide

do the same shit everyday. everyday feels like sunday. i cannot breathe. my mind is sick my mind is fucking sick. i am not satisfied with anything. i don't care about progressing in my life. throughout my life i cared about other people who didn't care about me. no one truly cares anyway. life is just a waste of time. my life especially. even though my ramily says they care, deep down they don't. friends woll come and go. you know my fucking life is a jole and im truly lost in life. my friend saved my life. my friend saved my fucking life. it's getting less stressful and crazy now but still im lost. i see the fake love. i truly am not. the only reason i am alive is bc of the people who were there fore me when i was crying desperately for help. help. help. my real family is dead to me. but i will always love them. they didn't want to accept the fact that i was fucked up. „ you're not sad you're not depressed you're wasting your time", they didnt get it until it was over. i saw everything before it happened. no one cared until they saw me progressing. losing friends was the best thing that has ever happened to me. now people come in my life, i am very grateful for them and everyone around me. i constantly get let down. i always get let down. maybe bc i expect so much from people who truly don't give a fuck about me. i get attached to people i shouldn't have, i expect too much, might as well say fuck em. and fuck it. ill die alone. hahaha. i'm such a fucking pussy. depressed. hopeless. well at least i know who i am. ~ Jocelyn Flores.