I hate everyone in the world. I feel like they are all talking about me behind my back. I hate everything in the world. I feel like everything is against me. I hate myself. I need to die. I'm going to slit my wrist and bleed to death. I am so sick of living. I am so sick of breathing. Why can't I just die? I hate everything and everyone and they all hate me. So I have a reason to kill myself. I'm going to kill myself. Some day soon. I thought everything was good, but it's not. I wish I was happy. I wish I didn't have so many self-inflicted scars on my body. I wish I didn't have to take anti-depressants. I wish people liked me. I wish I didn't love the same sex. I wish I wasn't ugly or fat. I wish I was perfect. I wish I was perfect. I wish I was perfect. I can no longer stand being around any of my friends anymore. I hate feeling this way. I hate the feeling of being alone all the time. Do you know what it's like to be alone at night? I do. I wish I had someone to hold and to be held by. I wish I had someone to love and be loved by. I wish someone cared. Cared about me. Why can't anyone just love me? Make me feel special. Why do others get what 'they' want but I never do? Why does my life have to be so unfair? I wish I was perfect. I wish I was perfect. I wish I was perfect. I don't want to be perfect.
Hate me.