If I were to kill myself. Don’t you dare fucking cry, don’t come to my fucking funeral, don’t lie and say you miss me, don’t tell everyone how beautiful i was, don’t tell everyone you would’ve tried to help. because you were a cunt to me. So just don’t.
I can’t stand this anymore. I’m like an outsider. My family looks at me differently. I can’t even look at my dad in the eyes. My mum who talks to me differently, where my siblings doesn’t even talk to me. Finding out who really back stabbed me. Who didn’t care in the end.
I can’t live in this house anymore, I don’t want to do anything with this but to only disappear and never to be found.
For this only guy I care the most, I do all this for you. Dis my family. People hating me. I don’t even know if this is even worth it. Am I doing the right thing ? He isn’t even talking to me now ? Where are you when I need you the most ? Do you even care ? You don’t even reply to my messages ? Is this the part when you start to run away and hide ?
I want to break down. I just want to end my life.