My actual life
Each day is a new day. But instead of each day getting better, it gets worse. I feel like I have no one. My bestest friends left my life without a word. I need someone. Someone to be there when I need them. I have my little brother. He's only 8. I love him to death. But sometimes I need someone to talk to who really understands me. I feel so alone. I keep asking myself why am I here? Why am I still alive? Would anyone care if I died? Would anyone look for me if I was missing? Each day I cut myself. I bleed till I feel at least a little bit dizzy. I feel like... dying... I trusted all the wrong people and ended up with my heart broken.. Can someone kill me please?
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