I hate myself.
I want to die.
But I can't, I'll make everyone that cares about me... Hurt.
And I'd rather suffer than them.
They don't deserve it.
I don't either, but all well.
I want to disappear.
I wish no one cared about me.
So no one would care if I go.
I would have a reason to go.
People have things way worse than me, and they're living.
They're going through it.
They'll make it
But I'm just weak.
I can't.
I'm trying.
I really really can't.
Everytime I see an opportunity to die...
I really want to.
But I don't.
Not for me, but for everyone around me.
I'm not still here because I'm strong.
I'm not still here because I can make it.
It's just everyone around me.
Everyone who cares, even the slightest.
Just someone being there is helping me.
Even if they don't feel like it.
But see, like I said, the problem is they care.
If I tell someone how I really feel, they'll hopefully think I'm joking.
I don't seem like the person to hurt this much.
But if someone believes me...
I'll get help.
People would care to much.
It hurts them that I'm hurting..
I don't want that.
I don't want them to care.
They can help someone else.
Someone who has potential.
Someone more special.
Someone more important.
Someone that really needs it.
That someone isn't me.
I can't have it.
I'm sorry for anyone who reads this..
Don't care.
I don't want you to.
If you text me about this...
I dunno.
Just don't.
Don't.
Care.
