Me?

Now you frame yourself as the victim, and you didn't give me the chance to leave us on fine terms.

We could have, but you refused. You want to be the victim and want all the sympathy you can get, but at the cost of others.

Wrong account whoops

*mmmmmwwwwaaaah* >w<

My parents are who knows. But nobody can truly help me. This is a fight I can never win, nor run away from. I feel sick, I feel tired, I feel exhausted.

Shall I give up? Shall I end this life and hope to find a better one? I will never know what will happen, but I know it's better than this.

I am only told I am doing this wrong and that I will fail doing this. I just want something more fair, something more enjoyable. Is that too much to ask?

If I could be happy, maybe I could contribute more to society, or even just the people around me. There is a reason I am like how I am.

All I beg for is someone who is loving, caring, helpful, and has interests I can enjoy with them.

I have felt like I have gotten so close to that, yet I am always so far. They all hate me, always keeping it between true friends, behind my back.

I am at my limit. I will be with the wind in time.

My sad coping mechanisms and broken needs pair with my torn mental health and inability to regulate the life I have been thrown into, to make for a, GREAT PERSONALITY. Wow.