So, how's life?
Okay, besides the fact that I feel like I'm dying inside. Besides the fact that I hate it here and I'm ready to go. Besides that I'm just about ready to end it all. Besides the fact that I feel so alone in a world with millions of people. Besides the fact that no matter what I'm never going to be good enough. Besides the fact that I'm starting to become closer and closer with my razor. Besides the fact that I feel so lost and unwanted.
I mean great, damn spell check.
-J