Jenna died but she had wrote something and I decided to put it up
Today my brother kicked me and punched me until I bled so I flicked him and he fake cried and my mother runs to him knowing what happened
I say I don't care but knowing I'm always gonna be last in everything knowing that no matter what I do they wouldn't notice if I was gone I left my house and was gonna for two days and no one noticed I was gone I starved myself for weeks and they didn't notice I tell them I want to die my life I falling apart and that I'm dead inside and nothing
I get this sharp but pain in my chest and I'm use to pain because my entire body always hurts but it hurts so bad I told my mom I cut myself and she said it was selfish
I just want to die knowing someone loved me or cared about me but I guess that's to much to ask for
I should be use to it by now it still hurts tho still hurts really bad
Jenna was one of my beat friends and I loved her so much and I cared about her more then she'll ever know I'm gonna keep adding her stuff to this
