I hate life. I always have a question that I ask to myself every now and then, why was I even born? my parents say that god loves everyone equally but I disagree with that. if he loved me then, I wouldn't have to suffer. being bullied for 6 years is awful. being an outsider despite knowing almost everyone at school is awful. being a pathetic loser who talks to himself due to loneliness is awful. getting expelled is awful. suddenly getting a horrible brother and a sister and starting a new life is awful. everything is awful in this big, ugly and awful world.