Welp..I fucked up yet again.
I messed up something that was perfectly normal. Everything was fine.
Until my dumb stupid ass had to go and say something. I just got mad...
I didn't mean it. And now it's my fault. But the person I was talking to just blamed themselves for what happened and said that they messed up something yet again. And that's a lie. It was me.
Someone said that they hated their life...and then the depressing stuff started. They started talking about that...and I got so sad.
Hey, I'm already down in the dumps. I don't need to feel even worse!!
So I kinda just...snapped. And now I feel guilty. And so terrible...
I just wanted things to be happy. So I made a new book. And now I'm thinking of deleting it. Because that's where it happened.
I just feel so bad...it's all my fault. And now they left Wattpad for a bit...and I feel like they're going to do something to themselves. They said that they hate how they look..and so on...
And it just... broke me..
It's already bad enough that I don't feel good right now...
Oh yeah.
I have the Coronavirus.
Heh. But that's not important.
Breathing does get really hard a little now and then..
Uh.. anyways...that isn't important..what is important is that I made my friends go away..
Now I feel even more depressed because of it..and I feel like crying.
I can't do anything right at all..
I always end up hurting people no matter what!!
It's just so terrible....
How am I a living thing..
I don't deserve to live if all I do is hate..and be mean...
I don't deserve life...
I feel so fucking bad....
Well...maybe the Coronavirus will get to me before I can end it all...
Then again..
Maybe not.
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