hio112
cry because its never began, not because over
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I hate myself for always ruining things. It's not enough that I'm ugly, can't hold a conversation, am short, and ethnic. I was talking to a girl for quite a while, I used to compliment her and she liked it. I told her I loved her and she said she loved me too. However, today I told her I missed her while she was at school and said she was the only girl special to me, She asked "will it be?" and I said yes, and that she was the only one I loved purely and genuinely. Then she sweetened my deal with me following her and some girls following me too, so I explained that it was just Only a few of my cousin's friends followed me, and I followed them back, but I've never even exchanged a message with them because I don't know how to talk to them and I'm not interested in them either.She hasn't responded to me since then. Honestly, I should stop hoping things will ever get better; things have only gotten worse since I was born. First, I was abandoned by my mother; she gave me a completely messed up lower third of my body and still had the audacity to leave me. Second, I suffered severe bullying because of my appearance and autistic personality even considering my family members and countless other events that are even worse, really its never began
I wanted to die in the most painful and slow way possible, so I could remember how much of a failure I am and all the things I messed up.
I wanted to die in the most painful and slow way possible, so I could remember how much of a failure I am and all the things I messed up.