The Highway Looks So Inviting.

[Princess Ariel]

Everything is so fragile and nothing is going right, I see these cars speeding along the highway and I just want to be on the ground and get run over. I'm in the middle of a forest. No one will notice. No one should notice since I should just die anyways. I'm tired of being "fine", I'm not fucking fine. I come home and i'm force fed. I had to eat everything and fish for dinner. I despise fish. I can't do anything without being judged. If i'm dead. I can't be. I need to die, Somehow.. Someway.
I've stopped talking to people and started bottling things up again. I don't know who to trust. Everyone breaks my trust. Those who I can tell, I know how it'll end. I'm tired. I'm just so tired. Of everything really. But mostly living. I can't do this anymore. I'm fat. I'm ugly. I'm a waste of space. I'm wasting air. Wasting air that someone else could use.
I'm not sure why I keep on living when I just break mirrors. When I just scar people.
Everything is my fault. I'm just so fucking alone. Surrounded by these beautiful woman in bikinis. Then there's me in a long sleeve shirt and jeans. I'm fat. I'm ugly. I deserve to die. No, not even that. I don't DESERVE to die. I need to die.

I've got access to so much up here. Drugs. Alcohol. Highways to lie on during the night. I've got two busy ones just 30 minutes walking distance. But i'd go anywhere to die. It's a want. It's a need. I'd help others if I just die. Even people I haven't met. They'd be celebrating since I'm out of this world.
I'm already dead inside. Why do I still have to suffer in reality. I'm disgusting. I feel bad for anyone who gets close to me. I'm just going to disappoint them. I disappoint everyone since I can't be successful in killing myself.

Being at my grandparents for this week just makes things even worse. I cant do anything without being yelled at. Called stupid and useless. I don't get mad with her. It's true. She complains that she has a lot of bruises and scars (referring to dog). Ha.. If she saw my legs. My stomach. I can't do anything. She treats me like a baby.

I can't do this anymore. What's going to be at my funeral? Nothing and no one. I don't deserve to "Rest In Peace" I should just rot in hell.

God, I'm not even making sense ><

Fuck this. Fuck that. I'm done, Oh so done.

Sorry for wasting your time.

[Thunderstorm]

They care. I care. WE care.

It may seems like no one cares, but everyone's tough only because they want you to be happy. Succesful. Your grandparents want you to live a good life. We all want you to live a good life. You are worth something. Something special. your soulmate is out there. Possibly across the country. aross the world. waiting to finally meet you. If you leave this world, who will be their true love. No one. nothing. And no one will care about them. You are needed. Everyone depends on someone else whether you see it or not. Open your eyes. You are someone. You will BECOME SOMEONE.

And lastly, who else will talk to me about America's Got talent? No one!

[PwnDGamer]

Holy shit, no one deserves to die, i don't think death is nessecary, if you ever want to chat, i am 1 year younger than you, but i just don't think you should be in this state of mind.

Do NOT ask for that, it is not allowed (edited out) ~ Mike/ImCoolBeans