Why me? Why do I have to go through this? Why do I have to be so miserable that I want to kill myself? Why does this all have to happen? I can’t take it anymore. I can’t deal with living it just hurts too much. I want to be at peace. why can’t I? No one cares if I’m gone or not. Only my best friend knows about how my arms look after a bad day and how I wouldn’t mind dying right now. But I don’t think she cares anymore. I can’t talk to her about it anymore cause she just changes the subject. I’m alone. No one wants me here no one cares anymore. Why can’t I just die now?