Because I am most definitely going to fucking die.
I feel so insanely terrible right now. I have to kill myself. I just have to.
Or I'm just going to quit the internet
kbye
lol my mom thinks it's not fair that i cry SEE THEY DON'T CARE STOP TELLING ME TO TALK TO THEM They just want me to suffer eternally
ETA: IN SOME BRILLIANT ARRANGEMENT OF THE UNIVERSE, THE FOLLOWING WENT DOWN MONDAY MORNING:
Decided to not be a pussy and finally kill myself already jeez, lethaL cocktail of PILLS AND BOOZE SOUNDS BEST
so I swallow a fuckload of pills
I open the fridge so i can drink our bottle of Kahlua
It is gone, there is no booze in the house
So I just felt funny the entire day, and later went to the library and studied avec Katy and Laura
My back-up plan was to buy tranquilizers off of this girl I know because i know she has them BUT SHE WASN'T AT SCHOOL JFC
so hi I have the worst luck ever, I can't even kill myself
Shiiit, maybe I'm just bipolar. I want to live/die. But I have terrible self-esteem right now, so i suppose I just think THERE IS NO POINT TO LIFE BECAUSE I'M UGLY/TALENTLESS/LOSER/AWKWARD/NO FRIENDS/GOD NO ONE LIKES ME/CAN'T GET ANYTHING RIGHT.
is this rambly am I rambling blah blah
P.S. I made delicious cookies two days in a row, fuck why am I only good at making food fml fml