Sad stuff

Im so fucked up

Ellie. She's my little sister.

She means more to me than she will ever know.

There are things I'd do for her that she wouldn't do for me.

I'm so fucked up.

I care about people too much.

I cry at night because I want someone to care about me.

But no body ever does.

And that's okay but the second I leave this hell hole.

People want to start caring.

Most of the people in my life have either done something to help me or push me farther down into this dark hole.

Most don't know I'm not okay.

They'll think it's a phase.

Or that I'm doing this for attention.

And most people don't know I tried to kill myself in 6th grade.

Most people don't know what I've been through.

I'm so fucked up.