As i was eating ice cream all by myself I started wondering " What is the point in life, the point in living if everyone hates me, and abuses me, my parents sew people and say that its for abuse but it is only for the money and when i die i will be in heaven watching them celibrate because I'm dead, they will be happy because they will have even more money." I finally go home and my parents try to act like they care what happened today only because we had the princable over and they acted so caring about everything i told them and then once the princable left they starywd beating me like usuall.
I go online and check my instagram because usually the things on there make me happy but all i saw was comments say " go kill yourself, no one likes you anyway, your just taking up space on the world, if you doe your parents will gave no one to worrie about they will be Happy because they won't have to pretend like they care just because you have people over and when you die i will be laughing.
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The person i used to be
RomanceA girl who is bullied almost all her life until finally getting on the cheer squad and dating the most popular guy in the school then forgetting her best friends who were always there for her when she got bullied and got new friends
