Confess? What is there to confess about? Well maybe because I’ve been abused, emotinally verbally physically? Yeah I guess so I can confess I’ve wanted to die many many times, I’ve cut myself just to see if I can still feel anything. Everyone I care about either dies for leaves me, there really isn’t a point of trying in school cause I have no idea where to go in life. I told my best friend I loved him and he cut me off. So let’s confess shall we? Confess some some, let’s confess that I hate myself because no body has ever shown that they love me, nobody ever will, I’m an adult now, and still feel the need of a little kid love! I never find it anywhere… I never will