Honestly, suicide is looking like a good option for me.
I don't know how I would do it, maybe a knife to the heart, or starving myself. Maybe jump off a bridge if I find one.
But someday, I might do it.
I know you guys might tell me, "Don't do it, you have so much to live for!"
Well, I just don't care anymore. Since no one ever thinks to listen to me.
The human body has a mouth that we use for talking everyday. I listen to a wide variety of people tell me stories, their problems, and I secretly store them in a part of my brain, because I care.
But then, it seems whenever I tell one single thing to ANYONE, they nod their head and start talking with their friends. I'm so sick and tired of it.
I'm a little mad at one of my friends, because she's a close friend of mine that I told something personal too. The first person I've ever told so far was her, and she doesn't remember what I said. I guess I'm not important.
I know now that I shouldn't have told her. I shouldn't have told anyone anything about me, it's just wasting their time and mine.
Suicide looks good.
