I’m so f****** alone. I’m literally in so much pain that I want to kill myself. No person on this Earth could ever love me. Even after I was always available for everyone, always giving and loving. Still no one gives a f***, no one is there when I get panic attacks. I don’t even know what’s wrong with me? I should have died years back. I don’t know why I still loved after that night. I tried to kill myself but couldn’t. I am just someone who gets hurt even after giving best. Maybe I should never even have had a heart. I am horribly alone. I have no idea if I will even see tomorrow. I’m holding a blade with me. I just want all this to end.