Okay, I'm seriously fed up with my life. People are such assholes! God and they all wonder why I'm fucking suicidal! My stepfather hates me enough to ruin my life. He keeps threatening to take me to a mental hospital, but I won't go. I don't care, I'm not going to one. These past two weeks have been total shit, and I just want to die. I'm in trouble for cutting again, and now I'm under close watch. It annoys the shit out of me, let me tell you. On top it, my little brother keeps thinking he can help me get along better with Fatass, my stepfather.
This life is shit, but my mom's still alive so I can't off myself just yet. But I really, REALLY want to. I hate being alive and unfortunately able to feel. I know only my mom cares. My brother only thinks of me as something to tease, calling me such things as a 'wannabe emo' and shit like that. I want to strangle him and could've killed him yesterday. I almost did, too. But I got a hold of myself before it got to that. *Sighs* I fucking hate life. Sorry for complaining, I just needed to get it out. I think I'm ready to start using a knife instead of scissors now.