One question . . .
Why I'm alive without a reason ?. . . Everything is being taken away from me . . . Why?. . . Why I can't kill myself?. . . I'm just alive for being abused and being bullied . . . I'm just whortless and uselles trash. . . Why I'm still alive? . . . I just want . . . . . To kill myself . . . If I'm writing anymore, than, I'm death . . . I have no reason to being alive , life is HELL! . . . See ya guys in the real hell. . . Bye
Oof I forget something . . . :
I'm a feeling less monster , I can't feel anything good , I can only feel bad emotions . . . I can't feel love , I can't be happy . . . So why should someone like me? . . . I'm a monster. . . not A Human . . . See ya . . . Maby the last time . . .
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