I hate my life, andd yet I don’t even have it bad. I want to kill myself, I know I won’t though, I just don’t want to have to deal with things any more. It just feels like too much, and I have it perfectly fine! I just want to give up sometimes, I want to be different change myself completely, but I don’t think that’ll make a difference either. I don’t even know what I have to be sad about, I have my family, though they usually piss me off, and we aren’t the best of family, dad cheated on mom, annoying older sister who gets everything and so on. I have friends, who all are true to me or at least most are. I get good grades in school, I even may be playing volleyball in the fall if I make the team again. I’m not too over weight, yeah I could lose 10 pounds or so but im pretty average. I even have a boyfriend, I don’t know if he really cares about me though. But I don’t blame him, I mean I care about him but I don’t love him, I don’t know if I love anyone really, even my family, how do we even tell honestly? I do really care for one person though and they hate me, and that hurts a bit but I’ve known that and it’s not like they deserve me caring for them, they’ve lied to me and hurt me pleanty, but I still care. I just don’t want to take it anymore. I want something that will last for forever but that’s impossible.
