"Why do you hide your boobs but not your selfharm?"

Cause I fucking hate you. I fuckin hate you for fucking me up this bad, i hate you for how you want to put me in hospital instead of trying to ubderstand me, i hate how you stop me from doing what i love or seeing people that I love. I hate you. I hate you.
Dear parents, i hate you with all my heart and yet i cant hate you because that's what you teached me. Dont hate your parents, they're the only ones who care about you.
Do you? Do you?
Then why do i feel so alone and broken and in pain and why do i have this strong desire to kill myself?
Because I want attention? Yeah of course. Is that the thing that you'll say if i die tonight, i wonder.
Dear parents i hate you but I'm sorry that i cant face life anymore.
Im sorry.

The Kids Today Are Too Sad

Trying to write is like wanting to force your soul out.
Sometimes it is just too scared to show itself. 

I mean, it is understandable. 

This world is cruel as fuck, no one gets spared. 

Even small kids experience this pressure. 

More and more young kids get incredibly sad. 

Isn't this sad? 

Probably. 

But then again this just shows how bad this world always was. 

I mean, it didn't really change, did it? 

It's just that the sad people got a voice. 

It's just that the sad people get heard. 

Sorry normal people for having to listen to our bullshit. 

I know how terrible it is, but guess what. 

For us it is every day. Every. Fucking. Day. 

Imagine, hating yourself. Every Day. 

Like always. 

Sound nice, doesn't it. 

A life worth living, isn't it. 

Ah ye, sarcasm. How much I love it. 

And life. 

Yeah.