I hate myself. Even though I am still young, I feel like my worth is that of a depleting water source for those that are thirsty. I have been dropped into depression a few years ago, and it still affects me now. I can feel resentment that people can in me by their eyes that makes me feel like I don’t belong anywhere. The best things about me are the worst things about me. I just can’t shake this lazy, stupid, ugly, p************ off of me and watch it die. Everything I do always fucks up something or someone in the process. I just can’t live myself being this person. Even in my dreams I am still a vile entity does really bad things that I wouldn’t even consider doing in real life. I don’t want to kill myself, but, I fear that I am too close to the edge. I hope I can forgive myself before that happens.