I wish I was dead. I wish I didn’t exist. Everything I touch just turns to shit. I’ll never be good enough, not even for myself. I’m sorry for being a burden on everyone. I think it’s time…time I take my leave. It’s not worth it. Not for me. Not for anyone. I’m a waste of time and money. An accident. I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.
Graduating high school tomorrow and I still look and feel 10…wtf is happening