Well tbh I’m quiet tired. I’ve thought about suicide for the longest time but yet. My problems aren’t that bad. I’m just ignored, I don’t have friends, I’m alone most the time, and the stuff that’s happened in my past.. I guess that part was pretty bad though. I’m not wanting attention, that’s the least thing I want. But sometimes, secretly, I know it’s selfish but I do. I want to be the world to someone. I want someone to care about me enough to stop me and ask if I’m okay. I feel stupid for saying that but it’s just.. I don’t know anymore. No one cares and I’m wasting the air.. So maybe soon I’ll leave. I know other people have it worse but I just feel like laying down and never waking up every time I go to bed. I don’t have depression or bi-polar disorder. I just feel so alone, I don’t know what to do anymore. I feel like no one cares. No one sees the scars, no one sees the tears, no one sees when I skip a meal or throw it up.. No one says they love me anymore or hugs me.. Maybe I am a waste of space. You tell me.