Antisuperstar

I'm tired of living, wishing I ceased to exist. I'm dead inside yet I'm still breathing. Being underappreciated is genuinely one of the worst feelings, would anyone notice if I stopped and time stood still. I'm tired and I need a break, surprised my lungs haven't collapsed or my veins haven't burst. Some reason reason I'm still alive despite three suicide attempts and two mental hospitalizations. 

Asian trans women are absolutely everything.