Cheers To The Teenage Years

this is no joke. im not being dramatic. its not hormones. no im not on my period. i want to fucking die. how much longer are people going to think im joking. i tried once and im going to try again. no one takes me seriously because they think im too young. what the fuck is wrong with people. i guess im one to talk since im here talking about how i want to die. but seriously. when will people begin to realize that suicide isnt a joke. this isnt a fucking joke. why the actual fuck would i sit and and say all this shit if i didnt mean it. I WANT TO KILL MYSELF.  how much clearer do i need to be. whatever. dont believe me. remember how fake it is when im dead. 

What doesn’t kill you gives you a lot of unhealthy coping mechanisms and a really dark sense of humor.

Me, a traumatized abuse victim: *is hurt by someone* hey what you did kinda hurt me. I’m sorry. It’s no big deal. I’m fine. In fact I bet that I’m just overreacting. Nevermind. Forget I even said anything. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry sorry sorry sorry. *retreats into dark corner for all of eternity*