I don't deserve this life. I don't deserve any. I don't deserve my family, or my friends, and I certainly don't deserve the love they give me. I'm a screw up. I can't do anything right. Chores, school, love, anything.
My cats don't deserve to be doomed to a dark, cold basement for the rest of their lives.
My mum doesn’t deserve to have to deal with me, and my upsetting grades, and my entirety of absolute stupid.
My dad doesn’t deserve a daughter who’s a failure, whose life is dedicated to a boy band, spinning a rifle, and animals.
My brothers don't deserve a big sister that is a terrible role model, and who is no good in their lives.
My sister doesn’t deserve a nasty b-tch of a sister that never has time or wants to play with her.
I don't deserve to live.
There’s no point in me living. I mess it all up anyway. School, I've never had good grades. Boys I've never had any luck. I'm a burden to my family. I'm a slob and a sl-t. I'm ugly as sin, and I have no talent. I don't see a point in dooming the people of the world with my pathetic life.
So I'm going to end it.