What are friends!? Like seriously fucking hell. My so called “friends” probably don’t even remember me. So why not kill myself everything will end well for both me and my friends. They don’t even know that I am going through a depression they don’t care. So you know what fuck it
You just turned into a huge bitch… now that you’re all “different”
I’m not anyone’s first choice. I’m not anyone’s favorite. People may tell me I mean a lot to them and that I’m special to them but I know there’s someone they will always choose over me.