PLEASE IGNORE MY CONSTANT INCESSANT WHINING

Since everyone's doing it, I might as well, too.
But don't waste your time with me, even though you probably already have.
Hell, I won't even bother to put this at the bottom.
This is going straight at the top. BEFORE you waste all your time reading how pathetic I am. :|


I feel fucking hopeless right now.
I still have a paper I have to turn in from 2 fucking months ago.
Or else I fail Geography. Big fucking whoop.
Does it look like I give a shit about Peru or Guatemala or Haiti or any of those places?
I'm going to live in this shitty country for my entire life, so I'm not really concerned.
Why the fuck do I have to write an essay about it?
Go fucking make Peru write an essay about it.
And speaking of essays, I can't write shit.
My English teacher says I'm a good writer, but let's face the facts.
The only time I can write over one hundred words on my own will is when I'm fucking pissy.
Doesn't matter about what.
I'm always fucking pissed, regardless.
I don't want to talk to anyone about it.
It'd just lead to me causing more trouble.
If I tell my parents, they'd end up taking me to a counselor or getting me diagnosed to see if I really am depressed.
But it's not depression. It's fucking teen angst.
Who the fuck gets depression at 14?
I don't even know what the fuck I'm saying.
A girl KILLED herself at 12 because she was on anti-depressants.
I could be next, for all I know. And I don't do shit about it.
This depression is going to be the end of me.
Why can't I do anything?
I can't draw. I don't even bother trying because I'm a failure.
I can't go outside because I fucking fear bees for my life.
All I do is lock myself in my bedroom and fucking whine about my life.
Let's face it. All I am is pathetic.

And that's today in a nutshell.

Teen angst my ass. I HATE it when people say that. You can get depression at any age. I've had it since I was 11...or maybe 10, I can't remember.
And yeah, increased thoughts of suicide is a possible side-effect for anti-depressants in teens. A lot of people have killed themselves while taking them. I've been on them for...I don't know, three years now? Yeah they're obviously not doing me any good anyway.
My mom used to drag me to therapists all the time. We had to keep getting new ones because of our insurance and because they'd drop us because I "wouldn't talk" and they can't do anything if I won't talk to them.
mnbhgvfhgggggggggggg I need to shut up bye

Oh, and I should probably add that I've lost all will to do anything and the only thing that keeps me alive is my fucking pussyish fear of death and my ex-girlfriend's charisma and friends

done now kthxbai


EDIT: tl;dr opera is the shittiest browser ever