If I get even one fucking person to notice this, then I'll know someone cares.
Why do I even bother trying to do anything? I'll never fucking improve myself. I suck at everything, I'm fat, I'm lazy, I'm a fucking waste of human DNA. My family fucking hates me, I don't want to do anything, I eat too much, I can't fucking draw or write.
I just want to fucking kill myself. Not for attention, not to get a reaction from people, but because I'm just fucking done with life.
I'll never fucking do anything with my fucking shitty ass life anyway, so what's the fucking point?
Why does God (or lack thereof) try to fucking make my fucking terrible life even fucking worse? Does he think it's fucking funny? Because it's not. I fucking hate everything.
sure, there are plenty of good things, like my friends. But what's the point of having these good things if there are about 1,000,000 other bad things for just one good thing?
I am fucking done with life.