All i want for Christmas is me not being here anymore can you get me a bottle of sleeping pills or go back to 1992 and take my life when i was being born. i want to died so much i started trying to killed myself at 7 because of my family members being so mean to me, they burn my hand its was really mean of them and my cousin put hot grave on my eye it almost burn my eye out. i hate my life and i cant stop cutting or thinking about dying, i hate my life, i hate how i am always shy, i just hate being me. my sister treats me like a piece of shit, my mom doesnt listen to me she think i am a perfect angel, and my grandma is being so mean to me i guss she doesnt love me and the rest family members act like i am a kid i cant do stuff like they do but they treat my sis like her age. so all i ask for me dying i want to wake up on Christmas dead.
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