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I'm sick of it all. I really am. I'm sick of trying and it doing no good. I'm sick of my family. I'm sick of my brother, I want to snap his neck. I'm sick of school- I HATE IT. I'm sick of life. I'm sick of people. I'm sick of being alone, because it turns out, even when there are other people around, I'm still alone. Probably because those people don't care. I'm sick of this whole damn thing. I'm sick of hearing how everything willg et bettewr, but nothing EVER getting better. I'm sick of faling, but I'm not capable of suceeding. I'm sick of food, I don't want to eat but I can't stop. I'm sick of everything. I still have no reason to live, I still have no reason to think that anything will ever go right again. I still have no reason to value my existence. Nothing's gotten better. I'm sick to hell of the therapy game. I'm sick to hell of people who are supposed to help who have no goddamn desire to- even though they are paid more than I ever will be to help me. GODDAMN YOU MOTHERFUCKING BASTARDS, IT"S YOUR GODDAMN JOB. SO FUCKING HELP SOMEONE. I'm sick of being alone, i'm sick of life. I want to beat someone to death. I hate everyone. I hate my father, I hate my brother. I wish that everything would just stop. I want to fly all over the world waiting for my plane to crash. You never did care about me, did you? I'm sorry, I'm sure you don't read anymore, but oh well, thanks for the few moments when I thought I was happy. I want burn out the part of my brain that cares. I want so badly to just forget. I'm trapped, and I can't take it. I just can't take it any longer.