I just wanna die. I’m scared of what happens next, idk if I believe in god but I’m also scared of nothing after. 

Like it’s the only option I turn to when I’m like this, but something is stopping me. The conflict inside me makes me crazy and I don’t want to feel like this anymore. 

Nobody give a shit. Thing would be fine without me I don’t add anything to anything anywhere I just take up space. I’m stupid and weird and a failure I have no purpose. My parents have another daughter to focus on so they don’t need me. I just cause problems for my parents and torment them. There’s something wrong with me. I wish I was never conceived and knew this life because every day is the same stuff over and over again. Things have never felt right