I hate life. Life is pointless. I don't care what anyone says. I have my reasons.
I especially hate my older sisters today; I have the incredible urge to do something mean and evil to them.
I fucking hate whoever is setting up fraudulant charities during this crisis. The greedy bastards can burn in hell.
I hate this school and I'd rather die than go back to that hell on Tuesday.
I hate stuck up rich bitches.
I'm sick of trying to "look on the bright side" of this fucked up life.
I'm sick of trying.
I'm on the verge of giving up.
I don't have the strength or energy to keep trying to change things for the better.
I fucking hate myself for contributing to my mother's unhappiness. She deserves the best in this world.
I seriously considered cutting my wrist this afternoon.
I don't know if I'll go through with it. I'm scared of phsyical pain. At this point, I think my fear is subsiding because of my desperate need to be free of emotional pain.
I don't want to see my so called "friends", and probably won't because my schedule is total shit.
I vowed to graduate high school, but now I'm having second thoughts.
I hate my ex-friend with a fucking passion. She actually had the nerve to IM me today.
She is a stupid, selfish bitch.
I find it much easier to be negative, and fear that negative is how I will remain for the rest of my life. Forget ever falling in love.
I want to raise my standard of living. I want to have enough money to survive. I want to raise my confidence. I want to change my attitude. I can't stay positive long enough to do so.
I try to look at the positive things in my life. It's a pointless thing to do. They slip through my fingers before I can blink.
I thank God that the people in New Orleans are finally getting the help they need.
I don't mind that people hate Bush, but I think I'll lose my fucking mind if one more person tries to talk to ME about how they hate him. I will rip my fucking hair out. Talk amongst yourselves, but do NOT bring ME into your Bush bashing conversations.
I want to curl up and die.
I don't have the guts to harm myself.
I am stuck here. Because I can't end my life. Because I am a coward.
I don't want to end my life.
I don't want to live like this anymore.
I don't want to be ME.