Here I am, crying my eyes out while you don't even know of my existence. You are the popular one and I am the target. But, you were the only one who never hurt me.
Thank you, you almost make me not want to do this. I am going to write you these notes and tell you why I am doing what I am.
Reason One: School.
I am tossed around like a ball and treated like a rat. People forget about my feelings. They think my life is perfect. That is not true, there is so much no one knows about me.
I get called a slut everyday by people I don't even know. People call me a whore, ugly, a wanna be.
I tell myself I'm not going to cry over their words. But right now, I'm bawling my eyes out. Is it true? Am I a slut? Am I a whore? Maybe I am, but I never really done anything with a guy.
I am ugly, I know that. It just hurts to have it said to me everyday. No one is nice anymore, it's like they were raised to be cruel and selfish. Everyone but you.
I don't want you to know who I am....well at least not yet so I'll just sign it with one letter.
X
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Suicide Notes(h.s)
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