I'm not gonna say I want to die (even if I do) because people are just going to say how it could be so much worse. I may feel bad for those people who are going through worse than me, but whenever someone says it could be worse, I want to hit them so bad. And you know, sometimes I do really think about hitting them, but I don't, because I have to be the sweetest, nicest, not angry child I have always been taught to be.
I'm tired of all of this pretending. I'm tiredof not being able to say or do what I want and having to write it all down in a notebook that I'll eventually have to bury or burn. I'm just sick of it! I HATE MYSELF! I hate the way I think, I hate the way I look, I hate the way that I can't not dissappoint people. And I try so hard, but I just can't! It's never enough for you people. Nothing I do ever is. People always expect more and I really try, but I can't try anymore! I can't do anymore than I've already done.
The only way I've ever been able to show how i feel is through the way I dress. All black, all the time. I always feel more comfortable in dark clothes, but now you want to make me change that too? You're gonna take that away from me? You already took away my razor and I can't show anyone how I really feel and now your gonna take my clothes away? It's the only thing that's really me and now it's GONE.
It's funny, because all you said was that you don't want me wearing anymore black as a suggestion but I know you really mean that you hate the way I dress. You want me to act like society's definition of normal ,but I'm not. I'm pretty sure I'm not normal. I don't think it's normal to have to do everything I do for you people. I probably sound really depressed right now don't I? I have a really twisted sense of humor. ^^
Another thing that I think is funny is that I'm gonna go to school tomorrow and act like there's nothing wrong. Because I have to be strong for my "friends" who are too weak to take care of themselves. Plus, I don't want people to start caring and talking to me about how I feel about stuff because that would disappoint you, which is something I can't do. But still, I wonder what would happen if I just died....