You don’t have to tell me that my life will get better. You don’t have to tell me that I have so much to live for. I understand that but I don’t feel like it. It’s not that I want to kill myself its just that I don’t want to live this life anymore. I hate it and I hate myself. I’ve already got a plan for how I’m gonna do it. I haven’t decided if I’m going to do it or not. I really wish I could talk to my friends about this but they wouldn’t care. I know that they don’t because I’ve tried to before and they just don’t want to listen. I understand it. No one wants to listen to someone complain. I don’t know if I’m going to go through with the plan I haven’t decided yet but I know that I really don’t want to live this life anymore.