Can’t even cut right. It’s so pathetic. 

I’m dragging people down into the sea with me. With all the drama, annoyance and arguments. They are slowly drowning. The last thing I want to do is to inconvenience someone or upset anyone. My existence feels like a cruel joke, like I’m just here as an inconvenience and annoy to everyone I’m around in every way possible. 

I wish people cared. I wish something dramatic happened so people will notice me for five minutes. I need someone to care. 

I wish I knew what I did that was so wrong. Why am I so fucked up. Why do I have to live this torture. 
I am guilty. 
I don’t care what happens to me as long as I’m at peace