I'm done. I'm done with the bullshit I'm forced to deal with. I'm sick of it! I try my best to be perfect but I just can't keep doing this! I'm growing up in a house full of yelling, violence, and ignorance. I'm a fucking mess! Every doctor I go to tells me they don't know what to do with me? I'm in constant pain, I can barely breathe, I don't sleep. Yet I have to get all A's. I'm a fucking perfect angel! No one gives a shit about me, only about my grades and my image and my work ethic. Spend a day in my shoes bitches! DON'T FUCKING TELL ME I'M BEING MELODRAMATIC IF YOU DON'T FUCKING KNOW WHAT I'M GOING THROUGH! I'm so fucking done with fate and luck and life. Would it be easier to just die? Could I be important if I die? Cause I'm done with this shit. I'm FUCKING DONE. Ha, who am I kidding? You probably don't fucking care either. You're just going to pity me and tell me it gets better. When is that going to happen smartass? When am I going to get better? It's only getting worse, I am ready to give up. The one medication that two of my doctors agreed on is making it worse. I'm sorry I'm fat, ugly, incapable, lazy, and shit at life. Is that what you want from me? Do you want me to admit what I truly am?! My best friend is the only person who fucking cares and she just makes it into a competition. "Let's see whose life is shitter? And I better win you whiny bitch". That's all I get out of our conversations. I'm also so damn awkward, I always fuck things up. All I know is how to write the terrible shit I write and how to be quiet. That's the only two good things I can do. I also know how to fuck shit up and help others. Sounds about right. You know officially know more about me than my best friend of 3 years, and me. I just, how the fuck else can I solve my problems? I can't starve myself cause I'm too fat and hungry. I can't yell at people cause that's not acceptable. I can't cry cause that's just to make them pity me. I have to push myself through all this pain and deal with all this bullshit. All my friends at school bully me. They yank my pony tails out, make fun of me, call me anything that the people we're around hate. I'm just done. Please, could someone just kill me? Cause I'm too much of a wimp to do it myself.

Time to go fake some more smiles!