Why am I so selfish. I have great friends. A loving family. So why? Why am I so unhappy? Why do I hate my life so much. When it's better than those who are suffering from hunger and abuse. Why do I hate myself. I cut myself every day. Because it numbs the pain of reality. Of my self hatred. Why do I always smile and laugh when I want to scream and cry. Why do I want to kill myself when I know I would hurt all those around me. Because I'm selfish. I'm so fucking selfish.
Why?
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I Am Not As Fine As I Seem
Short StoryJust some depressing stuff about how I'm feeling
