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I don't want to live like this. I'm depressed and
suicidal. It's eating me alive.    I'm fat and ugly.
& That kills me inside. I'm not the loud, happy,
skinny girl anymore. I'm quite, depressed, and
fat.  I told  myself I would never drink,  I  didn't
want  to end up like  my family members.   Now
I constantly crave to drink. I never had an actual
boyfriend.  I  use to never  fight with  my  parents,
but our relationship now is based on lies and fights.
I use to be fun to be around, not anymore. I can tell
my friends are getting bored with me. I use to be able
to trust people, but now I keep everything bottled up.
Everyday  I  think  of  how much better off everyone
would  be  if  I  were  dead. My  friends  don't  know
anything  about  me,  I'm  living  a  lie.  My  family's
poor, but my "friends" don't know. The only way I'll
be  going to college is  that if I  get a scholarship.  I
have more family problems than you could believe.
My  brothers hate me, no matter how much  I  love
them. I only get to see them for a month every year
anyway.  Just because  I  smile around you means
nothing.  I have to fight  myself not  to cut  myself.
I punch and slap myself. My leg is covered in scars.
None  of  my friends realized though.  I don't even
have  a  best   friend  anymore,  she  replaced me.
I'm dying to tell someone, but no one listens to me.