i wish i had the courage to kill myself.
it's probably my anxiety (i haven't had a cigarette in two days), or my depression, or. it's just.
most of the time, i feel like shit, and it all boils down to the fact that i. i don't know.
i feel like the world wouldn't care much if i'm gone. which it won't. because i'm one person in ~6.8 billion.
and. it's just. i really don't know why i'm feeling like this, and it's just. it was much easier when my worries were that people didn't like me because i was fat or boring, but
i really just get the feeling that i'm so hated right now, and it's such a scary thing.