Life Fucking Sucks My friends don't get it. They can't see that I'm empty and sad and dead. They are that stupid that they can't even recognize when someone is hurting. I've told my friends that I'm sad, but they don't take me seriously. I've been having thoughts about killing myself again and I've been having thoughts or daydreams? That I'm at school and I just walk out and walk into a moving car and bam I'm dead. Or I'll start looking for pills in my house because I'm that fucking desperate. This one time me and my dear friend Sheldon went into the field and I started crying and saying things like 'why are you even my friend' and stuff. It's currently 4:22 am and I'm crying writing this and just want to die, mostly because I had a rough day. But, I'm Still Alive
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