It's ya boy, back at it again.
I'm so miserable.
Oh yeah, swear warning in this. Since... I feel like I can do that. You young'uns, don't follow my footsteps.
So, it's been a pretty shitty past... while. Been like that for a while, actually.
God, I probably failed my Spanish test.
I'm failing math. Not getting a great mark in it, at least. Wow, can you remember the time I used to be a straight 80s student?
50s.
I'm gonna be a bit depressing in this one. A last bout before I just stop bothering.
I don't want to exist.
I... I had a whole letter. It wasn't very happy. It's in my drafts, I was planning on posting it when... well, when worst came to worst.
I'm such a mental wreck right now.
Not even just with marks. My head's a mess. I'm a mess. Everything I do, everything I create, becomes shattered and broken and-
I feel like such an utter failure at everything I do.
I know I'm not. I know I'm good at things. I know.
Just not good enough.
Never good enough.
...
...
I'm so tired.
I wish a lot of things.
I might just kill myself tonight, get my life over with.
I know I won't. I'm too much of a coward. I haven't made an entire plan. I do have a note though.
That has to count for something.
...
Tomorrow. Maybe.
I so desperately want to.
But I'm a coward.
I'll delete this in the morning. I meant the chats to be positive.
You don't need this from me.
YOU ARE READING
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